A.N heya so I work 12 hour shifts as a welder, and often my mind wonders. Usually to my favorite cartoons and such, and I had this one idea I felt like doing something with, but have yet to. Well recently the ideas fester and build up inside my skull so I will write them down now. All I need is a title. If you got one, write me a review and tell me what I should call this story. Now lets start this fiction like all these fics should...
The City Of Townesville is a happy, healthy community of city folk. A life with excitement, with the thrilling nightlife. An abundance of entertainment, with movie theaters, baseball stadiums, and even small theater groups for those with a passion for drama. Combine those luxuries with a loving capable government and stable thriving economy and you have what many would call paradise. It wasn't always this happy place however. Only five short years ago did the crippling crime rates go down, the horrific homicides drop, and the maddening muggings cease. All thanks to the three guardians of this lovely slice of American city life. The Powerpuff girls.
Thanks to a clumsy lab chimp and oblivious scientist were these three girls created with a passion for sticking up for the innocent. However, as with all great heroes, there are a slimy slew of malcontent villains. A raging fuzz ball, a hyper-intelligent chimp, useless over-sized germs, spoiled brats, and even pure incarnations of evil. They torment this city and rise to battle the girls for control of this city. Each one has fallen to the girls time and time again. Locked away, outsmarted, returned to the nether realms or what have you, but one trio of terrible tormentors have nearly always gotten away. The perfect chaotic foil of the girls, the Rowdyruff Boys. While the girls constantly manage to stop their chaos they consistantly evade capture in the end. Until today.
Above the city streets various streaks of light race across the sky. Baby and navy blue battling over parks. Lime and forest green clash over industrial sites. Pink and red race through the streets. Blossom was trying to avoid as many civilian casualties as possible, but considering her rage fueled counterpart was closing in fast, she found it alarmingly more difficult. Fortunately she was close to her destination.
Brick's sole focus was on the pink clad hero in front of him. Rage was boiling inside him. It was a simple day of hamburgers and video games for the boys until these three showed up. "Normally these chicks avoid us unless were having more fun than usual, but today they came looking for a fight. I'm almost too happy to give baby her bottle." He rambled on inside his head. He was gaining on her but he needed to bring her down quick to he could deliver his sadistic punishment as quickly as possible and move on with his day. He had a full day of larceny and graffiti planned and these chicks were interrupting his self important schedule. He snorted in through his nose, closed one eye and waited for a straight road. In a few seconds they rounded a corner and he fired a loogie aimed at the back of her head.
Blossom was now so close to her destination "Just one more turn and I'll stop and get him." she rallied inside her head. Just as she had flown down her last turn she felt something hard hit her in the back of her head. The sudden impact made her slide down the street, leaving a canyon in the once solid road. Her signature bow had been dislodged and was a few feet behind her. She shook the debris from her face and looked around, she was at the intersection of main and state street. "Perfect!" she quickly turned around and saw Brick smirking, small dribbles of spit stuck to the edge of his lip, telling her what he hit her with.
"I don't know what made ya grow a spine babe, but attacking me and my boys is never a good idea." he confidently stated walking to her. He stopped for a second to reach down and picked up her favorite hair accessory. "When I'm done with ya, the streets will run as red as this stupid girly bow," He laughed, "Any last words babe?"
"Just one," she smirked then yelled, "Now!" just as she screamed an orange light shot out of a vacant building and encompassed the lead rowdyruff.
"Blossom are you okay?" Miss Belum asked walking out of the same building.
"My head hurts a bit, but nothing too major I assure you." She smiled up at her partner in this sting.
"Whats going on here?!" Brick asked but his violent screaming made it feel more like a statement.
"Simple, you nitwit, we've had enough of you boys so we came up with a simple trap to capture you three." She proudly smirked. "You boys were captured a few minutes ago with the same kind of laser. It neutralizes your powers from the inside. So until someone turns it off your not getting out." She stuck her tongue out at him.
"No," He growled, "No, no no no no!" he repeatedly screamed and slammed himself against his containment field. "I could understand Boomer even Butch, but I can't lose to some stupid sissy girl!" his violent assault continued to no avail.
Blossom merely shook her head and walked up to him letting out a depressed sigh. "Brick, Listen to me." upon hearing her say his name he stopped thrashing, but his eyes were filled with cold dead hatred for her. "I beat you, and my gender has nothing to do with it. Look at all the good I do for this town. I take pride in my abilities and the people I save." She held her hand to her chest as she spoke, "And I know you have even more power than me sometimes. I wish you could have been at least a little good, but you're not. You're mean, cruel and stupid. I didn't beat you because I'm a girl. Having pride in your gender is not wrong until you use it to justify horrible actions. I beat you because I'm a good person, and smarter than you." A special containment van finally arrived on the scene and escorted Brick inside. "But you will have the rest of your natural life to come to terms with that. Feel free to keep my bow as a souvenir. Good luck and goodbye Rowdyruffs." She waved at him as the door closed, sealing him away.
He said nothing during her little hero speech but rage, hatred and malice grew and boiled up inside him. His eyes never left her until the car had slammed the door shut blocking his view away from her, but he kept staring at the same spot like her image was permanently burned into his eye sight. The entire trip he stared at the door unblinking. Soon enough the car had stopped and a special door connecting the cabin of the car and the cargo hold opened up. A worker was met with hate filled glares from his prisoner, but after a few calming mantras to himself he regained his composure and prepared the laser and captive for transport.
When the door flew open he was greeted by lead lined corridors with barely enough lighting to see down a few feet. "Must be to depress the prisoners." Brick mused. Soon he felt himself being forced by the containment field down the hall.
"How was he during transport?" Some guy who seemed a little higher ranking asked.
"Fine, barely made any noise this whole trip." The transport guard answered.
"His brothers are on their way, one making a huge fuss and the other screeching and yelling." He chuckled. "seems nice to see someone more mature from these three." Brick turned around and glared at the man but had to keep moving. Finally he was brought to a room no bigger than an average living room. He was shoved inside and more of the same kind of laser blasted him.
"Hey when are my brothers getting in here?" Brick shouted.
"They aren't." Was the simple response from the higher up. "You three are too dangerous to let us keep you together. You will be separate from them. They will have their own room."
"You're afraid of me aren'tcha." Brick sneered.
"I respect the damage you can do, there is a difference."
Once the four lasers were connected the original machine powered off and the two left the room.
"So this is my room, huh?" He scowled inside his head. "Well at least I won't have to put up with Butch's snoring all night." he looked around and saw everything he was given. A lead block with a makeshift mattress on it, a toilet and space. Above him were panels. While only four were open and retaining his containment field he suspected all panels above him would have similar devices. He looked down and saw the bow in his hand. All the hate and anger he felt boiled up inside him as he let out a torrent of vulgar screams and insults. He threatened lives, he insulted the girls, he screamed and screamed, but mostly he screamed, "I'm! Not! Stupid!"
A few months later and Brick was hauled into an interview room. After his initial tantrum he barely spoke a word since. He was locked down in special restraints that removed his use of abilities but allowed him to walk on his own. With these wrist, ankle and neck cuffs on he was no stronger than a normal ten year old boy. He sat down in the chair knowing it's useless to resist. Last time he resisted this interview he was tazed and thrown back into his cell.
A man wearing a simple black suit and tie sat at the opposite end of the table. He was sipping coffee, Brick could smell the aroma from his seat, and had his black hair combed straight back. In front of him was a folder with Bricks name on it. His mugshot was pulled out and it looked like he was about to spit at the camera in one. He finally finished his sip and looked down at the angry youth in front of him. "You seem to be in better spirits." he remarked. He was met with only silence. "I'm still happy to see you have been behaving." he smiled with a sigh. More silence filled the room.
After a few awkward moments he spoke again, "As you know I'm your probation officer, Dr. Langston, and I'm here to try and rehabilitate you back into society."
"Listen Doc," Brick finally spoke, "I know you think I'm dumb, but I ain't so you don't need to repeat stuff to me all the time."
"Well actually I don't. In fact quite the opposite." Langston chuckled. He grabbed a sheet of paper from the file, "You understand one of the tests we gave you was an IQ test correct?"
"Yes," Brick said letting out an annoyed sigh. "And I don't care what it says I ain't stupid."
"I know, you scored a 139." He said with a proud smile. "that's literally one point below genius. And you never had any formal schooling?"
"You mean that place those sissies hang out? Yeah no thank you." he jeered while looking to the left.
"Listen I know you want to get out of here, who wouldn't, but you need to both get an education and follow my instructions before we can even think about releasing you. I want you to develop healthy hobbies. I think if you and your brothers can get something productive to do you three can be outstanding citizens."
"What does it matter." he huffed.
"Well," he began, "Besides earning your freedom back, I know with your IQ you could easily get your high school diploma and even college under your belt."
"Why would I want that?" He asked. "Not like any place will give me a job, isn't that what those piece of tissue paper are for?"
"Well yeah, but it says in your file your very sensitive about being called anything that would insult your intelligence."
"Cause I ain't dumb!" he yelled.
"Why do you think, people say that?"
"It's what she called me right before I came here." his eyes flared back into that cold dead hateful glare.
"Ah you mean Blossom, correct?" He inquired while holding up the bow Brick had held onto.
"Give that back!" He demanded after seeing it, it went missing shortly after his arrival to the facility.
"Why is it so important? I would imagine you would hate seeing it."
"It's a reminder."
"For...?" this was the most Brick had spoken and was determined to keep the conversation going.
"That I got people to prove wrong." he snarled.
Dr. Langston slid the bow back to the angry youth who it snatched it back. "Do you think she would doubt you could ever get an education?"
"of course."
"So let me help you prove her wrong, I know I could help you get a high school diploma if we work hard maybe only a year or two after she gets hers." he genuinely wanted to help these three boys.
"Not good enough, if I'm gonna prove her wrong, I need to get it before her." He smiled.
"I'm not sure that is possible." doubt covered his face as he spoke.
"I have super human powers, I can make it possible." Brick said clutching the bow.
Dr. Langston smiled, "I like your spirit. Lets give it a go."
A.N Allright so here is a new story, lets hope its well received. So please, leave a review would ya kindly.