"We're doomed. This time we really are." cried a man in a white lab coat to his friend as loud footsteps were heard outside growing only louder even as he spoke. "How do we, how do we get out of this mess?."

"We leave this cursed place behind." replied his surprisingly calm friend as he mashed a set of buttons attached to a panel. "We go to another reality where we're dead. Where no one will suspect a thing if we just show up."

"But what about this reality. What about all the people that will die horribly if we just leave them behind? How can we just do that?" shouted the lab coat man, more angrily than fearfully despite the panic he was feeling in that instant.

The other man who was his friend, turned to face him. His face was emotionless and his voice was almost robotic when he next spoke.

"Well what about the reality where Hitler cures Cancer. The answer is, just don't think about it, kay?" the friend said, putting a hand over the scientist's shoulder to comfort him. "It doesn't matter how many realities we make better. There are probably infinitely more that we'll never be able to help. And infinite ones we've made worse by helping those few. So just, just don't take it too seriously friend. Please."

The scientist who was by now beginning to shed a tear in anguish, shook his head and turned away but did not argue as his one friend who he had not yet lost during his bizarre ventures continued to tap at button after button on the keypad.
He knew this was all the comfort he was going to get to ease his sorrow of knowing just how the awful catastrophe they had caused in this place would likely create a fallout should there be enough survivors to maintain any kind of advanced order.

He knew full well that with timelines so vast, there were indeed many possibilities that they'd likely never explore. But the idea of such a monstrous psychopath like Hit... he couldn't even say that man's full name without wanting to throw up.

The idea of that man doing anything as helpful as that, well he would get a good laugh out of that for a while yet. He didn't care how many universes his machine took him to, he would gladly have bet both his legs and his arms that there was no such place. Some people really were that irredeemable by nature. Alternate timelines didn't change that. "The leader of that evil group curing cancer and helping others, ha" he sneered to himself, milking the brief moment of hilarity for what it was worth. "Partner, you really have outdone yourself this time with your crazy jokes."

(Elsewhere)

The city had been surprisingly quiet ever since they had thrown their previous Mayor and his equally as spoiled assistant from office. It had taken a lot of work to do what should have been done a long time ago, but the combined might of every citizen in Townsville uniting together had finally achieved the impossible.

A revolution had hit good old Townsville in a huff some two weeks ago.
A lot of dead people, a lot of grief and much destruction as a result of the Mayor's poor judgement once again. This time it really had gone too far.
This time even the Powerpuff girls had not been to help, as the fury of the city's people fed up of being mistreated and ignored for too long ran its bloody course.

The new and youngest mayor of the city sighed quietly as she sat in what was once the old mayor's office, and the center of government for a poorly governed place with little law or order. Eyes half closed, she took a long sad look at what she could see of her city from out of the window, and began to think on all the horrible things she had been forced to commit to in order to get here.

She had delayed her plan to get Mr Mayor stripped from his position no matter the cost for how long she had forgotten.
She always knew that the price would be a heavy one, but not as bad as how it actually turned out.

Bubbles Utonium youngest child in the family consisting of her eccentric professor daddy and her two twin sisters Blossom and Buttercup, squeezed her eyes shut against the moistness building from within. No tears, no tears, a good leader as well meaning as even her could not afford to show weakness so easily. That would only make it harder for her to do her job of making sure the city was a safer and better place than it ever would be with Mr Mayor and Miss Bellum running it.

She was here now, Mayor Bubbles of the old and pleasant city of Townsville, founded no one knew when.
And since she had been the one who actually started the revolution from behind her sister's backs like a sneaky snake, she really had no right to cry for the destruction she caused.

She didn't want to think about it anymore.

She shook herself as she once again picked up the pen she had dropped on the floor by accident, and began to continue drafting her plan for a set of new laws that she would have to enforce if Townsville was to finally become the crime free and safe haven it deserved to become.

Gun ownership being made compulsory as well as cheaper shooting lessons might be a start. Her sister Buttercup would certainly enjoy that, knowing how much the raven haired brawler with super powers just loved to fight and kick ass.
All the better, thought Bubbles, since Buttercup would surely cherish her new position as a general in the army Bubbles planned to put up in order to stop the monsters constantly attacking Townsville.

Everyone knew that Powerpuff girls created by the mysterious Chemical X, had super powers such as laser beam eyes and flight. Very few acknowledged however that chemical X also bestowed mental ability which matured far quicker for Bubbles and her sisters than in a regular human child.
This was after all how Buttercup knew so much about military history, how Blossom had mastered the tactics needed for most battles in less than a year after her birth and why Bubbles even on her first day in this governmental office was finding rereading the thick book of laws that had been gathering dust in a drawer until she took it, surprisingly easy.

Bubbles like her sisters, had become a grown woman in a young girl's body very quickly as chemical X aggressively stimulated neurons in her brain to connect and develop very quickly, so that she could speak barely three days after her "birthday."
There was no real need for the city to treat them as immature toddlers who could do little more than cry or suck their thumbs, but Bubbles hoped this would soon change as she proved to everyone that she was just as able to lead and manage a city, as Blossom was able to manage a three girl team of superheroes.

Though Bubbles did not like to brag or show off, being the modest girl she tried to be, she did feel a slight sense of pride at the prospect of Buttercup finally taking her suggestions seriously and Blossom listening to her for a change.
It wasn't something she should have felt, but being the youngest of the bunch for so long had not exactly been easy. But there was little time for her to think these trivial thoughts she told herself as she tightened her grip on the pen and began to write more quickly. She needed to start announcing these laws soon, before another monster came and ruined the brief era of peace everyone was savoring.

"I still can't believe she did what she did, Buttercup" the oldest child of the Utonium family where the Powerpuff girls belonged exclaimed. She was still struggling to cope with the shock at what Bubbles had done, even if it was with a good intention in mind. Who knew that simply ignoring her sister's plea would lead to this convoluted and chaotic chain of events which though leading to a good conclusion had cost many of the city's lives.

"Well it was your fault that you just ignored her like that and didn't listen to what she was trying to tell you, Blossom." Blossom's raven haired sister answered, crossing her arms. "Sometimes I even wonder why we made you the leader of this team, and not me."

"It's not as if you were helping. Buttercup. You weren't exactly being nice to Bubbles either. Not that you've ever been that nice to her to begin with...". As much as it hurt Blossom to say those words out loud to Buttercup's face, the events of recent had really made her very apprehensive of the hurt that was caused when a sister found nowhere to turn for advice or comfort when her two older siblings couldn't give a damn about her concerns.
Blossom blamed herself. But saying that would have been far harder than trying to accuse Buttercup. She had a feeling that this would be a long and lengthy argument again.

"So you're saying this is all my fault then somehow. That I'm somehow responsible for how Bubbles's got like this?" Buttercup's voice was surprisingly still soft despite the anger Blossom sensed in the raven hair's voice, and Blossom didn't like where this was going. This conversation was over, as far as she was concerned. Why it even got off to a start, she might never know.

"Look Buttercup, let's , let's talk about something else okay? Bubbles won't be happy seeing us argue and fight. For her sake, let's just forget all this and try to be better sisters from now on."

Buttercup grunted. "Fine. But I still think it's your fault and you just want to put the blame on me. You always like putting the blame on me for everything Blossom, don't you."

Blossom said no more, as she ended the conversation by moving away downstairs to fetch something to drink. Talking to Buttercup when she was still like this would only lead to one of those tantrums she had seen plenty off from her unpredictable and at times unreliable teammate and sister who always seemed eager to stir up conflict in what was supposed to be a happy and friendly family.

And this was why Buttercup could never lead the team, however much Buttercup raged and raged about how she would leave Blossom and Buttercup unless they let her lead the team instead.

But perhaps what this, what all this really meant was that it was time for Blossom herself to stop being a hypocrite and question whether she herself was actually much better. Bubbles had after all, been equally angry at her as well.

Maybe it was time they all made a change on how they treated their younger sister. And that meant the professor too.

And the first chapter is underway. Short and mostly rushed but still my best effort. Please do review if you liked the prequel and wish to support me in keeping this series running. Thank you for reading.