Reflection
Chapter 1

"I still don't understand why we have to go to this stupid flea market!" said Buttercup in a quite annoyed way. Bubbles weakly nodded in agreement as she wiped sweat off her forehead. It was a blistering hot day in the city of Townsville, and to be honest, the last thing Bubbles wanted to do was walk around looking at old stuff. She would have much preferred staying at home with the cool air conditioner.

"Come on, girls," said Blossom. "You can find lots of good things at a flea market!" She faked the best smile she could, but she couldn't pretend that she was just as tired as her sisters were. She was at least hoping to find a good book to read, but everything was either something that she had already read or something that just didn't interest her. The girls looked to the Professor, who was eagerly looking at a table full of electronics and other mechanical things. The girls sighed. It looked like the Professor's never-ending quest to find interesting machine parts wasn't going to cease any time soon.

Bored to tears, Blossom and her sisters walked over to a table. Much to her surprise, Blossom's eyes immediately fell on a mirror. It was quite a peculiar mirror. It was old looking and dusty, and a little bit cracked. The wooden, ebony frame was carved in the most beautiful -- and strangely intimidating -- pattern. She slowly reached forward and picked it up.

"Be careful!" screeched an old lady, making Blossom jump from how sudden it was. "That mirror is cursed!" Blossom gave the lady a gentle smile, but she picked up the mirror anyway. She was intelligent, and she didn't believe in superstitions like cursed mirrors. Bubbles and Buttercup watched as she wiped the dust off the mirror and gazed into it...And a pair of mean spirited red eyes that clearly did not belong to her stared back. Blossom's eyes immediately widened and she dropped the mirror.

"Oh my God..." she breathed.

"What is it, Blossom?" squeaked Bubbles nervously.

"It...It...My eyes...But they weren't mine..." panted Blossom.

"I told you it was cursed!" screeched the old lady. "Cursed I tell you! Currrrsed!"

"Let me see!" exclaimed Buttercup as she yanked the mirror off the table. A moment later, she dropped the mirror too.

"What the heck?!" she said. "What just happened?"

"I told you!" said Blossom. "Come on, girls, let's get away from here before..." She suddenly noticed Bubbles sitting on the ground, staring at her reflection calmly. Buttercup and Blossom watched as she gazed at her reflection, moving her head in different ways and occasionally moving her hand. She then looked over at her sisters.

"It's not that bad," she said. "Our eyes just look a bit darker. Maybe it's the shadow...This table is in the shade. Or maybe it's--" Bubbles didn't have time to finish her sentence because at that moment, a hand reached out from inside of the mirror and began pulling her in by her blonde pigtail.

"BUBBLES!!" shouted Blossom and Buttercup in unison, and they grabbed onto Bubbles' feet, trying to pull her back. Unfortunately, whoever was pulling on the other side was stronger than the girls, and all three of them were pulled into the mirror, and they felt their conciousness slip away.

When the girls came to, they found themselves in a dark, cold room. Blossom sat up and rubbed her eyes slowly.

"Where...Where are we?" she asked slowly. Suddenly, she heard a mischievous giggle.

"It seems our new playmates have awaken," said a high-pitched yet devious voice.

"Easy, Brat," said a cooler, more calm (and even more malicious) voice. "Only the pink one woke up. They're not ready to play yet."

"But I want to play now!" whined the voice that belonged to someone named Brat. "Let's wake the other two up!"

"All right then," spoke the cool voice. "Brute, you know what to do."

For a split second, Blossom could hear a psychotic, low-pitched cackle before being zapped with a bright green laser beam. She and her sisters (who were immediately awakened from the blast) screamed in agony as they heard two of the voices -- the low-pitched and the high-pitched ones -- roaring with laughter.

"That's enough, Brute," said the cool voice. Thankfully for the girls, the laser came to a slow stop. They laid on the floor confused and weak as Blossom sat up weakly and for the first time, saw the girls who were speaking.

"Who are you?" asked Blossom.

"Who are you?" asked cool voice, a red haired girl standing in the middle.

Bubbles and Buttercup sat up as Blossom stared at the girl. "We're the Powerpuff Girls!" said Blossom.

"How cute," sneered the red haired girl. "What kind of name is that?"

"We fight crime!" said Blossom.

"That's what we do!" continued Buttercup.

"Duh!" finished Bubbles.

The three girls stared at them for a moment then began roaring with laughter. The Powerpuffs stared back, confused.

"Oh please!" laughed the red haired girl. "You wimps are no match for us!"

"Who are you?!" asked Blossom angrily.

The red haired girl stopped laughing and grinned. "We're the Powerpunk Girls."

"Powerpunk Girls?" Bubbles asked, innocent and frightened.

"Yep," said the red haired girl. The Powerpuffs stood up and for a moment, the two groups of girls just stared at each other.

"I'm sorry," said the red haired girl. "We haven't had the pleasure of introducing ourselves formally. I'm Berserk!" She grinned and sent a red laser beam at Blossom, knocking her back.

"I'm Brat!" shrieked the blonde as she sent a blue laser beam at Bubbles.

"I'm Brute!!" screamed the black haired girl, and she sent a green blast at Buttercup.

Panting as she hit the wall, Buttercup looked up with a murderous look on her face. Screaming, she lunged at Brute, punching and kicking at full force. Brute fought back violently with just as much -- if not more -- power than the toughest Puff herself. Brute's sisters followed her lead and threw themselves at their heroic counterparts. Berserk tugged on Blossom's long hair, only for Blossom to spin up and kick her in the face. Meanwhile, Brat chased a crying Bubbles around the dark room.

"Stop it, stop it, STOP IT!!" screamed Blossom. The Powerpunks ceased fighting for a moment and stared at Blossom.

"Why are you doing this?" said Blossom. "What did we do to you?"

"I told you, we're the Powerpunk Girls!" spat Berserk. "We were created by Oppressor Plutonium to kick butt! Especially goodie two shoes like you and that stupid chimp, Jomo Momo!"

The Powerpuff Girls looked at each other in confusion. Oppressor Plutonium? Jomo Momo? Who were these people? And more importantly...

"Where are we?" demanded Blossom.

Berserk grinned. "The wasteland of Vilestown."

End Chapter 1

A/N: Please review! I want to know whether or not I should continue this!