Normal POV
The 15-year old Buttercup looked at the scene intently. Her sisters were fighting a four-eyed monster with spikes everywhere, but its pale white stomach. She could probaly reach it if she wasn't always getting knocked down by the monster everytime she tried. Her sisters were trying to distract the monster to no avail. She aimed and headed staight for its stomach. Right when she was in reach of the soft spot the monster slammed her into a building. Buttercup felt anger rush through veins boiling her blood. She aimed at the monster's stomach and closed her eyes. Before she could even move she heard a blood-curling scream and a crash.
She opened her eyes to see the monster lying in a pool of blood with a large thorned tree branch through its stomach. The entrails lingered on the end of the branch coming out of its still bleeding stomach. Its eyes were sewn shut by vines making it bleed even more. Her sister, Bubbles, gagged looking at the guts. Blossom stood gaping at the monster. Buttercup floated over to her sisters.
"What the hell happened?" She asked.
" This branch shot out of the ground and uhh…" Blossom started, but drifted off looking at the monster.
" Poor monster." Bubbles whispered softly.
"We should get rid of it." Buttercup said. Bubbles and Blossom nodded drifting down to the ground and picked up the monster careful of the spikes. Buttercup followed and took the other side of the monster. They took the monster to a bare field and quickly buried the monster. They flew home not speaking at all. As soon as they opened the door, Bubbles and Blossom dashed to their rooms and shut the door. Professor came down the stairs.
"Buttercup, what happened?" Professor asked concerned. She shrugged and walked up to her room.
Silently shutting the door, she slipped into her pajamas and jumped into her bed. She rolled over trying to go to sleep. She sighed and rolled over again. She started to think about the monster. They had never killed anyone before. Sure, they would beat the crap out of the villians. But never kill. It made her feel a little guilty. There was an even bigger question bugging her. What made it happen? Maybe I did that. Maybe I have a different special power. She thought. The more she thought about it the more and more she believed herself. Maybe curling her tongue wasn't her special power. She yawned suddenly tired. She rolled over and soon fell asleep.
Buttercup's Dream
Buttercup woke up in a dark room. Blood shone in the little light. The stone walls and floor were dirty and cold. Buttercup scanned the room to find a wooden door hanging on its hinges. She stood up steadily and walked to the door. Slowly tiptoeing into the darkness, a cold wind sent shivers down her back.
"Buttercup." A soft voice came. Buttercup gasped and walked back a bit.
"Find me. I can help you." The voice came again.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Buttercup yelled angry and confused.
"The Forest Water."The voice said softly. The darkness started to swirl and dissolve. Buttercup tried to run, but got pulled down into the swirling darkness. Coldness swept over her. She yelled, but was cut off by the disappering dakness covering her.
END
Buttercup shot up in a cold sweat, gasping for air. The voice was so familiar. As if it was a old friend. She couldn't put her finger on it. It needed her help still. But why hers? And what does it mean by The Forest Water? She thought. She suddenly remembered about the forest on the outskirts of Townsville.
It was a thick lush forest with many animals and plants. No one goes there anymore though. Great. She thought rolling her eyes.
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Me: Sorry for the short chapter. Do you know who the voice was? Will Buttercup tell Blossom and Bubbles? Will they help if so? Will she find out what Forest Water means? Will I ever shut up?
Butch: She won't shup up, trust me.
Me: Shut up!*hits Butch with broom* BC you can finish.
Buttercup: She doesn't own the Powerpuff girls, Rowdyruff boys, or the laptop. Maybe the plotline.
Me: Peace! Wait a minute, hey!