Control Over Me
Prologue
Disclaimer: I do not own The Powerpuff Girls. But I do own the plot/storyline because I made that up with my brain. No copyright intended.
*3 Months Ago*
The night sky shined above, the stars and moon casted a faint glow on the sidewalk of the New Townsville Cemetery, where two men stood at the center. A large angel statue stood looking over all the dead, it is there that the men, one smoking and one not, were waiting for someone. HIM stood tall disguised as a man in an all black business suit with a handsome rectangular face, nearly 30 years in age with dark brown hair that's graying at the ends, a red tint to his skin. HIM was followed by a man or young adult for Brick Jojo is only 20 years old, but could be considered a man for all that he's been through. Brick, too, was uncommonly tall for his age with long red-orange hair that ends at his shoulders. He often keeps his hair tied back in a low ponytail wearing his signature red baseball cap to keep his hair in place. Charismatic good looks and piercing ruby red eyes, overlooking the horizon.
"So, my son, are my men assembled?" HIM addressed his son casually.
Brick took a long drag of his cigarette before answering, "Yes. Ace and Big Billy are to the right of us behind the hedge. Snake and Fuzzy Lumpkins are to the left behind some gravestones. And behind us on the hill, Bruce is watching our little princess. Undoubtedly the traitor we are meeting tonight will come with his own back-up."
HIM chuckled, grinning cruelly. "Oh, I doubt that."
Brick just nodded and took another drag of his cigarette. He let out a stream of smoke, "True. Then again he could just kill your bodyguards and take the girl instead of telling you what you need to know. Which is why I have Boomer with Bruce. I'm sure hearing her screams will make him rethink his plans." Brick said smiling amusedly and proud of what he thought of.
HIM smiled approvingly at Brick then took in a little shock, "Boomer? Boomer is watching her? He's hardly sane."
Brick shrugged, "You said you wanted to break her spirit."
HIM smiled and chuckled, "I did, didn't I?"
There in the shadows a figure sat on the edge of the building, his head bent down like a crouching fallen angel avenging from hell. Dressed strictly in black, including a leather motorcycle jacket, he was hard to distinguish from the darkness. The figure rose staring out at the two men infront of him.
"Ah, so nice of you to make it, Butch."
Butch walked up to HIM proud and confident, staring directly at the devil himself with eyes so dark green they could be mistaken for the color black which striked a certain kind of fear into HIM.
"You have someone that belongs to me, father." Butch said putting as much venom into his voice at the word 'father' as he could.
"I intend to get who I came for." Butch finished warningly with so much determination in his look to make even the toughest man flinch away from him. HIM couldn't tell if he was impressed by Butch's cool demeanor, or irritated. He expected Butch to be frantic and desperate, not this cool and confident young man he sees before him.
"Oh right. My little princess. Let's cut the pleasantries and tell me, my son, pray tell you brought me something useful." HIM replied almost bored.
Butch shrugged, "Playing your rat seemed unimportant next to finding where you've stashed my girl."
HIM's jaw tightened, "This was not the deal, son."
HIM said through clenched teeth. "I'll give you the information you need. But first let Bubbles go, now." Butch answered almost conversationally if it weren't for the chilling look in his eyes.
"You know I need to keep her to make sure I know you'll keep up your end of the deal. Besides I always make time for my little princess." HIM said in chilling delight.
Butch flared his nostrils and almost punched HIM out but refrained, "Don't you fucking touch her, asshole."
Butch warned, the corners of his mouth tipped up, but it was far from a smile. Nonetheless HIM chuckled.
"Look, I'm not here to negotiate, old man." Butch sneered.
HIM chuckled again, "You aren't in any position too. I'm out of patience, son. If you've wasted my time tonight, it's going to be an unpleasant night for your girlfriend. One call and she-" Before HIM could finish, Butch swung his arms out and all air escaped HIM in a rush.
Then Butch was choking HIM, making his grip tighter with every struggle HIM managed.
"This is how it's going to work, father. I will give you the information that you so desperately need in return for my girl. Or I could take her anyway and you get nothing. Your choice."
Red lights flashed up in a blur behind HIM's eyes and his chest felt weighed down by a ton of stones.
"If she walks free in the next minute, I'll kill you quickly. Anything longer than that and I will rip you apart. One piece at a time. And trust me when I say that I will enjoy every last scream you manage to utter."
Butch said, eyes flashing violently as he squeezed his grip on HIM's throat then loosened his grip ever so slowly, and when Butch released HIM, the devil took in the oxygen around him greedily filling his lungs with bittersweet air.
Once HIM recovered slightly he said, "I'll uphold our original deal. I'll spare her life if you bring me the information that I need. Until then, I intend to treat her in any way that I-" Butch's hands tightened around HIM's neck within a split second.
"No! I am not leaving her here with you another 5 seconds! Let alone the time that it'll take me to get what you need. There's no way in hell I'm fucking leaving her behind!" Butch spat in HIM's face.
HIM caught that slightest hint of desperation in Butch's voice and fully intended to use it against him. HIM grinned and laughed maniacally, then shoved Butch off him in one powerful strike.
"You know, son, I'll never forget how loud she screamed when I dragged her away from you. Did you know she shouted your name? Over and over again. Which got really irritating at times. She always said how you'd come for her, that you'd never leave her behind. But of course that was the first few days." HIM scuffed and shook his head.
Then crouched down to where Butch is kneeling down his head bent in silent self-loathing. And HIM drank it up like a leach.
"I think she's finally starting to accept the fact that you are never going to rescue her because you are no match for me, son." HIM taunted, smirking.
HIM watched Butch's face tilt up, turning darker, his shoulders shook and his deep green eyes dialated with pure rage. Before HIM had anytime to react Butch started punching HIM, not stopping. Blow after blow, Butch let out all his despair, hatred, and helplessness. Blow after blow the concrete of the sidewalk started to darken with HIM's blood. It took 4men, a few of HIM's hired muscle, to get Butch off of HIM. They all restrained Butch while HIM shakily got up, refusing the help from Brick's hand. HIM spat out what looked like a bloodied tooth and wiped his mouth of the blood with a white handkerchief. HIM then fixated his gaze on Butch whose only sign of fury came from clenched fists and clenched jaw.
HIM coughed, "Once again, the terms of our agreement so there is no more mislead understandings. You are to get the information that I need and when I have it, Bubbles will walk away free. Then and only then will I let her go." HIM explained exasperated.
"I'll kill you." the warning coming so quiet from Butch, HIM could hardly hear it.
"I'll kill you, you fucking prick! Every hand you lay on her I will return tenfold." Butch said in a silent vow.
HIM's mouth twitched in slight fear with the menacing glare from Butch. HIM covered his new found fear of Butch by smiling maniacally.
"Oh? That's quite an unnecessary statement, don't you think? By the time I'm through with her she won't even remember your name." HIM chuckled.
Butch looked at HIM with icy vehemence, "Remember this moment, old man. It's going to haunt you one day."
HIM waved a dismissing hand at Butch, "Enough of this. Brick, make sure our little princess goes without blankets tonight, it's supposed to be one hell of a thunderstorm. Wait, isn't poor little Bubbles afraid of thunderstorms?" HIM asked Butch.
Butch clenched his jaw in response and looked away, hating how he seems to be making everything worse for her. He needs to find a way to fix this and fast.
HIM chuckled again, "No matter it's punishment for her boyfriend's refusal to cooperate of getting what I need." HIM finished about to leave with the rest of his men.
"Wait." Butch said.
HIM turned around, grinning, "Yes."
"I'll give you some of my blood." Butch said, sounding defeated.
Music to HIM's ears.
"If you swear to keep Bubbles from ill will, I'll give you some of my blood." Butch added.
HIM was taken by surprise at this. Butch without his blood wouldn't do much, losing a little makes him vulnerable but definitely not weak. The blood of someone who was created by Chemical X, their powers and or essence is apart of their bloodstream. Having access to a substance like that could prove to be useful, especially from the brute strength of the Rowdyruff Boys. Besides HIM has the powers of the Lord of the Underworld, what more could he want. But that didn't stop HIM from taking advantage of the situation.
"You blood?" HIM chuckled.
"My dear boy, what could I possibly use your blood for?" HIM asked laughing a bit.
"You'll think of something." Butch muttered.
HIM sighed, "Alright, I suppose your blood would make a lovely trophy but I'm afraid that I have a bigger agenda. But since you asked so nicely, I will make sure no ill will comes to her tonight at least." HIM smirked, loving the upper hand.
"I'll release her by the end of summer, that should be plenty of enough time for you to collect the information that I need. My final offer." HIM announced.
"Done." Butch said in quiet finality. HIM smiled victoriously as he put a hand over his heart.
"I swear an oath to not put Bubbles Utonium in harm's way for 24 hours and to release her by the end of the summer. If I do not, may I spend the rest of my days in Heaven." HIM vowed.
Butch sighed and squared his shoulders bracing himself for the pain. Removing blood from those who were created is no different from taking blood at a blood drive, only painful. Utterly painful as taking blood is also removing a piece of their very power and essence. The pain is there every time someone made from Chemical X loses blood, their power is literally leaking out of them, some just have a better pain tolerance.
"Well, get on with it." Butch snapped impatiently.
"You heard him, boys. Take Butch's blood." HIM told Ace and Brick, holding a hand out for them to go.
"And when your done with that, dump his body somewhere people are sure to find him. The front lawn of the Professor's house seems suitable. I'm sure the Professor would love the irony." HIM said sarcastically as he walked away with Big Billy, Snake and Fuzzy Lumpkins. He sets down in his limousine, one leg hanging out the door as Snake gets in the driver seat.
A figure in the background comes to view, it's Boomer carrying a girl bridal side. A girl that looks utterly exhausted and detached from the world around her. Butch locked his gaze on the girl, his angel. She is just a shadow of what she used to be. Alive. Happy. Now she looks almost lifeless and like the optimism that is Bubbles Utonium, is just gone. Her once lively golden blonde curls are now dull and limp, spilling over her shoulders.
"You see what you've done to her?" HIM asked as Ace handed HIM a glass tube filled with dark red blood that has a glowing dark green light surrounding it.
*Tsk, Tsk* "What a shame. You can end this, you know. Bring me the information that I need sooner rather than later and she's all yours. Oh and son, you'd better hurry before she forgets ever knowing you, better yet, loving you."
HIM then got in the limo, laughing maniacally as Fuzzy Lumpkins closed his door and he and Big Billy got in on the other side and drove away leaving Butch alone in the cemetery with his older brother and leader of the Gang Green Gang to finish him off. He looks up at the statue of an angel to look down on him as he slips into unconsciousness. A single face in his foresight before everything goes dark.