Author's note: first and foremost, this is a sort of self-insert. The main-character OC is based on my personality, appearance and ideals. Wishes and hopes are mixed in, along with my personal quirks and a few extra ideas. But my OC will not share my name or family history. That's a bit too personal! Nextly, this is of course a pairing story. That means, blues, reds and greens. But as soon as I get to the other two (spoiler alert) I will be changing things up a little.
Also, excuse me for any possible OOC, I'm not the most best at writing such unique personalities. With that said, let's move on!
Disclaimer: I do not own the PPGZ, nor the characters. Only my OC and the plot. Any other OC's already owned by someone else, are not mine. Thank You!
-Unknown Location- Time: unknown, Date: ?
A dark lab. Machines of unknown making, and inventions scattered around. A single bald man in a lab-coat was standing in front of a large vat, eyes behind glasses gazing intently at the contents.
A glowing substance was inside, multi-colored like a rainbow, yet with a white over-hue glow. On the side of the vat is a single letter.
'Z'.
Taking a tube from a part in the wall, he dropped it inside the chemical, and presses a button. The liquid is drained from the vat, going up and through the tube and piping to another room. Inside this one is a large machine, glass cover in the front-middle. A collection of scientists, eyes obscured by safety-goggles, were working in the facility's secret area.
The chemical substance entered into the large device, and the icing on the glass dimmed away, revealing a shocking sight.
A tan girl with long electric-blue hair, strapped to the wall inside the capsule. Eyes closed, she was blissfully unaware of the experiment bound to happen, unconscious.
From the sides of the capsule, tesla's appeared, electricity charging inside. A single scientist dropped a switch, and the charge inside the machine was released, coursing through the girl's body. She screamed in horrifying pain as the voltage entered her body, eyes snapping open, their old brown color changing to something purple-like.
Suddenly, from above, two vents opened up. A misty variant of the chemical is sprayed into the room and filled the capsule, and soon a white glow appeared from inside, the chemical doing its work, and also almost blinding the scientists in the process. They watch in awe as the transformation takes place, goggles protecting them from the bright light.
When the light dies down, one man walks up to the glass and inspects their result, a face of admiring and awe in place.
They had results, and what kind of results!
The girl her hair seemed to be sparking with electricity. A blue headband with a pink heart in the center held her bangs out of her eyes. She was wearing a purple tank-top, skirt and open jacket, matching shoes as well. A white belt with a purple compact inside was also there, a P in the center of the compact and on the side of her jacket, a heart lined on the back of the jacket.
To the researchers their shock, her eyes shot open, revealing their purple color. She glared at those in front of the machine, and her hair started sparkling with power, a blue glow forming. Her eyes were overtaken by a pure white glow, and with incredible force the entire contraption around her was blasted to oblivion! The force kicked back the scientists and researchers, and after recovering they looked up from the floor in stricken horror as the blue-haired girl floated through the air and to the large metal door leading out.
One man was reaching for the alarm, but a jolt of electricity hitting the wall near his hand made him second guess his action. Looking back, the pure rage in those eyes was scary, horrifying to watch.
"Leave me alone." She demanded, voice cold as ice and stern, almost like a big sister. But they knew, there was no care behind the threat. Don't listen, and you'll face the consequences.
Walking out through the sliding doors, as soon as they hissed close, she was dashing through the facility, as if the girl knew the place from memory.
Finally, she reached an exit. It was locked, but she instead blasted the door (and pieces of the wall) away with a surge from her body, and walked through the smoking hole with a strange air of casualness.
That did nothing to hide the relieved look on her face as she looked at the nightly sky. A full moon was up, and she was quick to fly up into the air and away from that horrible place.
'Freedom. Freedom at last.' She thanked the gods, and took off, a purple trail behind her as she vanished into the dark sky, over the horizon.
Back in the lab, in a much more secure room hidden from peering eyes, a pod was standing there, connected to an array of tubes and wires. Inside it, hidden behind the ice-covered glass, was another girl. White hair was flowing around her, but she was for the rest completely naked.
A screen appeared on the glass, a few readings showing her vitals. What was strange, was the increase in brainwaves and heart-rate, contradicting her sleeping state.
The culprit: a snapped wire after the escape of the other, older girl.
Her eyes shot open, blank white eyes staring into void. Her body wasn't strapped to anything, and she smashed the glass to pieces with her bare hands. The white-haired girl walked out like it was nothing, the glass underneath her feet not even stinging her bare skin, cracking and breaking under her steps.
Every move was calculated, every act was pre-planned. Her eyes found what she was looking for, no miss-calculations in their movement. No harsh spasm, nothing off that kind.
A case holding a white belt was standing in the room, slightly grayer compact inside the belt. Breaking the case easily, The girl grabbed the compact from the belt, and in a flash transformed.
Black and white made up her outfit, and a black band held her hair behind her back. A katana inside a holster made just for it in similar color-scheme appeared at her side in a flash. Taking the holster itself, not the katana, she made deadly precise slashes in the air, cutting the vault-like door locking her inside in pieces with the force of the air itself.
She walked out of the opened room and left, heading for her own exit.
On the camera-feeds, guards watched as the white-haired girl slashed her way through security and the inside defenses, destroying anything that prevented her from leaving and killing those brave souls with precise accuracy, no remorse or mercy, but no brutality either. Finally, she left the building by slicing a hole in the outside wall with the air trusted forwards from her hilted blade. She gave a last glance at the death she left behind in the hall, and scared some of the guards by looking into the camera and offering the scariest of glares they've ever seen.
Walking out, she flew into the air, and disappeared as quick as the other escaped girl did.
In a shielded office in the facility, a man seated at a desk with holographic screen showing the two events from today was on the phone. He turned in his seat, grabbing two files on the desk and giving a sideways glance at the camera-recordings of the escapes.
"Yes… No, they were completely unrelated, both left without the other's knowledge of existence... I believe so… Yes, sir. We'll have the search begin soon… The first is code-named 'Francia'. The second 'Bells'…. Yes, sir. Right away."
He ended the call and sighed. Taking the files, he furrows his brow before resigning himself to his fate. He'll have to break something to get what he wants
'I'll have to call in the big guns for this task.'
He grabbed a phone from his desk, and dialed a number. As soon as the call connected, a devilish smirk appeared on the suited man his face.
He has something planned just for them.
-New Tokyo District, Tokyo City; Japan- Time: 12:14, Date: 15th November, 2 Years Later
The streets bellow were crawling with people. Going from place to place, wherever they were meant to go. Cars drove down the streets, filling almost every nick and cranny possible. A normal midday in Tokyo City, capital of Japan.
What also could be considered normal to see is one of the buildings being damaged, as a pink blur is flung into the side of it. As the smoke clears, a large and rather ugly pink fur-ball being rose from the rubble, only to be hit on the head by a large yellow hammer, knocking him on the ground.
"This isn't your turf, Fuzzy." A girl dressed in green skirt and tank-top, yellow jacket and green shoes, stated. Her raven hair was short and well-kept, and the large hammer in her hands appeared heavier than she should physically be able to lift.
Yet, this is not the case for Buttercup, strongest member of the PowerPuff Girls Z. The other two members of the super-hero team appeared next to her soon after, the blonde dressed in blue and the ginger-head in red and pink.
"Yeah, so get out of our city!" Blossom, self-affirmed leader of the trio declared with crossed arms, her face showing only serious business.
"Please?" Bubbles, the sweetest of the two added with a sing-song angelic voice, a certain kind plea glistening in her blue eyes.
The pink fur-ball called Fuzzy Lumpkins glared at the two, and huffed in irritation.
"This is ma prope'ty!" He declared in anger before jumping up, intent on hitting the three girls with the palm of his hand. Before he could, though, a pink jo-jo hit him in the stomach, sending him back and making him land inside a large bubble. He scowled, and tried to pop the bubble, but the soapy surface proofed to be stronger than steel!
"That'll keep him busy." Blossom said with amusement as she kicked the bubble away, making it disappear in the horizon with a small glint. Buttercup whistled, hand over her eyes like she was blocking the sun to see how far it went, despite the fact the bubble vanished from sight.
"You worked on that kick?" The raven girl asked with a hint of impression. Their leader puffed her chest proudly and winked, making Buttercup roll her eyes in exasperation. "Nevermind."
"You think he'll be alright?" Bubbles asked with worry, causing her two team-mates to groan. Even after fighting these villains for over three years, she still had that care for anyone's safety, even her own enemies their safety. And that, despite the fact they try to kill the girls every time!
Their belts suddenly blinked, catching their attention. Quickly landing on a nearby roof, blossom pulled the compact from her belt and opened it, revealing a small screen where a man with black hair and white lab-coat had a very concerned face on.
"Professor?"
"Girls! Something's going on down-town at the Spring Festival! You have to hurry!"
Right at the very moment the professor said that, a large explosion rocked the entire city, and a fire-ball the size of Mount Everest burst into the sky, blazing with fire, embers and smoke. The trio their faces paled at the sight, and so did the Professor's.
"NO!"
All hell broke loose seconds after. The entire city broke out in alarm, chaos starting in the streets as people ran away from the danger. The girls were off from the rooftop, headed for the originating point of the massive explosion.
All three had a sickening feeling in their stomach. This was not a good sign.
"-e have just received breaking news. In Tokyo, Japan, at midday, an explosion has destroyed the entire Tokyo City Spring Festival! Although it is yet unclear how, or why, it has already been notified that the local rescue-workers are being aided by the local heroes, The PowerPuff Girls Z. Right now there is no number on deaths or injured, but it looks like it can rise to the hundreds, as it happened on the busiest moment of the day. Rest is still-"
Zap.
"-These leaked footages reveal that at the time of the explosion, the park where the festival was planned to be held was filled with people and tourists. If the terrorist intended to kill so many people, is yet to be determine-"
Zap.
"-A blazing ball of fire! I'll say, Charles, that does not look good for the people living in New Tokyo, the newest district built in Tokyo, the capital of Japan. Already tourist and even local residents have booked flights to leave the country, others have reached for the trainlines to bring them as far and safe away from this-"
Click!
He shut the TV off there, putting the remote back on the coffee-table. He hated news like this, he absolutely hated it. Granted, Tokyo City is worldwide known for its strange villains, and that moment a so-called 'Chaotic Demon' nearly destroyed the whole city, but even still, this kind of news spreads fast.
And assumptions are quickly made.
The brown-haired boy got up from his bed and left his room, walking into the living room. He stops when noticing his mother on the phone, a very worried look on her face as she was pacing through the room.
"-I told you to be there for her! Yes, I know, you have work to do, but she's only a child… He's a bit older than her, but twice the trouble… Believe me, sister, I'm glad to have moved here… Mother can't take care of everything!-"
"Ahem?"
The obvious cough caught the pacing woman off guard for a second, and she nearly dropped the phone, but relaxed when seeing who it is. She smiled at her son, and he smiled back before gesturing to the ear. Getting the hint, she hands the phone to him.
"Auntie?" He asks with a slight hint of worry, and the slight laugh at the other side tells him he was right at who was on the line.
"Hey squirt. Good to hear you again after so long."
"It's nice hearing from you too, Auntie. Hey, I know that you and Uncle Robert have it hard right now with work and all, but what are you and mom exactly talking about?" He asks, sharing a knowing look with his mom. She smiles at him, glad to know he saved her the mess of fighting with her sister and brother-in-law.
"We heard of what happened in Tokyo, and you know that our mother and little Mi are still living there, right?" He nodded, but quickly realize she couldn't see, and instead answered.
"Yeah?"
"Well, you can understand your Grandma's getting at that point she can't watch over everything anymore thanks to old age, and after what happened we're worried for out little girl, but now we're stuck here on either asking you guys to move to Tokyo and take our little Mi in, or having her move to Belgium with you." His aunt explained on the other side of the line, a tired sigh leaving the woman. He listened carefully, and already had a possible idea to soften the worry, and possible bad side-effects.
"Well, I don't think that mom wants to leave Belgium for Japan any time soon," He gave a mock-glare at said person, and she held a snicker back with her hand. "But, if you want I can spent some time with Mi to make sure she's safe. I really missed seeing her after all these years, it would be nice to see her again."
"But dearie, you'd be wasting time you can spent in college!"
"I'm not really going to college soon, actually. They're building one close-by, but it won't finish until next year. I really am just being bored the hell out in here." He explained with a slight chuckle. The laugh he hears in the background tells him his uncle heard. And he also hears two more familiar giggles somewhere in there. He can't hold the smile on his face from going away. God, does he miss the rest of his family so much!
"Hush, Robert! And you two as well... Uhm, are you sure? I mean, we don't want to impose or anything, you're eighteen, you're old enough to decide on your own."
"Auntie. I'm sure. I'll buy a ticket to Japan, and take the bus from the airport. Just make sure I have the right address, and that I don't walk in on an empty house. It's fine, really!" The boy assured with a little laugh at the end. His aunt always has been the most worrisome of the two sisters.
"Alright then, I know changing your mind won't work. At least let me buy you the ticket, spares the high costs for them."
"Fine. Remember to call so they're expecting me. Oh! And you think you can send 'them' as well? Haven't seem those two in ages, I miss them, and I know they miss me" He said in the end, knowing he's got the same stubbornness like his aunt, adding something else in the mix as well. She laughed at the other side of the line before calming down a bit.
"Will do, and they really miss you too. Talk to you soon! Goodbye!"
"Bye!"
And with that last goodbye, he ended the call. Raising an eyebrow at how long it lasted, the boy hands the phone back at a very much tease-smiling mother.
"So, you're going to Japan, huh? Need me to help pack some 'stuff'?" She starts as she puts the phone away. He sighs at the hinting behind the words, and grumbles a little under his breath.
"Mom, she's my cousin! For Pete's sake, get your mind out of the gutter!"
"I'm only teasing, I know you rather have the Western concept of relationships." The woman assured with a softer smile, placing a caring hand on the boy's shoulder. He shook his head, really not in the mood for these kind of jokes.
"That's why I always liked Auntie more than you when I was younger." He states evenly as he brushed her hand off. She smiles in nostalgy at those old memories, but shakes her head to clear anything more.
"So, I remember you called her little Mi back in the old days, and my sister still does, but what was her name again? I never seem to remember."
He glances at the pictures standing on the nearby closet. One showed his mom and aunt, along with his uncle and dad. Another showed a much younger him holding a little girl with blonde hair, put in two curly pig-tails. Both had wide smiles on their faces as they were playing with bubbles in the air.
"Miyako. Miyako Gotokuji."
He smiled at the picture, fond memories returning to him. Gods, how he missed her. His younger cousin, closest and most dearest friend and family member.
His little Mi.
Author's note: So, two things. First, I always enjoyed the idea of having Miyako as a relative, maybe even like a sister! So, that's the reason for that. Second, can you guess which other two Powerpuff Girls I'm going to have around? You should find enough hints there.
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