So, finally, here is chapter one(might be short) but this will make myself force me to continue write, btw Love Is My Weapon helped me with this chapter and you should check out her stories, she's also working on some new ones!:) Please review, I love reviews! All rights go to Craig, on with the story!
Title: Don't mess with a Utonium
Summary: "I didn't expect myself to become this kind of person when I grew up, but as my mother always said, 'No one messes with a Utonium and gets away with it'," When John and Sandy Utonium are murdered, their daughters get thrown into the mess. Will they all make it out alive? Or die trying? (No mixed pairings. My OC's)
Normal POV
"I'm home!" A truly stunning girl with white hair announced as she ran through the dull black door of her home. Her enchanting white eyes scanned the hallway. The sound of her black high-heeled shoes clicked along the hard-wood floors as she wandered into the living-area.
Bell Utonium stood before her sisters with her legendary half-smile. She fixed the collar of her sleek black leather jacket before completing her entrance. She walked over to her sisters with a spring in her step and a gleam in her ghostly eyes.
Shockingly bright pink eyes fell on Bell.
Blossom was the first to acknowledge her sister's sudden appearance. The beautiful redhead smiled sweetly at her younger sister from the couch she was perched on. Bell returned the gesture before taking a seat opposite from her other sister, Buttercup.
"Well, this isn't technically our house, more like a base-" Buttercup began, only to be interrupted by Blossom. She put both of her hands up in order to signal Buttercup to stop what she was about to say.
"Did you get any information?" The redhead asked urgently rather than commenting on Bell and Buttercup's daily argument.
Bell grinned. "Yeah. The 'BMC', as they like to call themselves, are going to steal some special diamond tonight at 3.A.M."
Buttercup covered her mouth, trying to stifle her amused laugh. She rolled her eyes slightly before sending a smirk her sister's way. "It's hilarious how their name stands for 'Bite Me, cunt"
"Don't laugh, Buttercup. Their name doesn't actually stand for that." Bubbles finally spoke up from her comfortable seat on the couch. Buttercup raised her eyebrow at her small, blonde sister.
"Bubs, did you get information of their team?" Bell asked.
"Of course," Bubbles chirped. "The BMC's leader is a wanted criminal, so is the rest of his team. They're pretty bulky but not very stealthy or smart. That diamond that they are after, it's the shape of an oval and it's grayish. It's worth like one hundred thousand dollars."
Blossom pursed her lips and nodded absentmindedly, taking in all of the information. "Good. So, they are not stealthy, huh? We can do this."
Bell suddenly furrowed her brows, noticing the missing Utonium from the pack. She began to glance around the room. "Hey, where is Blaze?"
The remaining three Utonium's began to search around the room also, just taking notice of their younger sister's absence.
"We don't know.." Blossom finally answered, her face contorted in confusion. Usually, Blaze was the first to appear at the meetings, so her absence came as a surprise to the sisters.
A breathy sigh escaped Bell's glossy pink lips. "Does that girl ever get off of her phone, laptop or anything that has something to do with electricity?" The white-haired beauty asked, hands on her hips and a skeptic look burning in her eyes.
Bubbles frowned at her sister. "You guys, let's not talk about Blaze behind her back. She is our sister." The blonde defended softly. Blossom nodded in agreement with Bubbles.
"Besides, we need to get ready. It's the first day of our new school." Blossom said eagerly with a small smile tugging at her lips.
A soft mix between a groan and a grunt escaped from Buttercup's pursed lips. The dark-haired Utonium glared at her sister with a bored expression painted all over her face. "Why do we even have to go to school, sis?"
"To be normal. Just like our parents wanted." A familiar voice rang throughout the room. Everyone turned their attention to the final Utonium sister. Her soft brunette hair was pined up in a messy bun, allowing a couple strands of chestnut hair to fall carelessly, framing her heart-shaped face.
Blaze walked towards them while staring absentmindedly at her white iPhone, surrounded by a dark purple case. She finally decided to look up at them, her face holding no friendly smile, simply the same blank expression that Blaze usually sported.
The mention of their parents brought a pained expression to all of the Utonium's faces. It had been a while since the death of John and Sandy Utonium. But that 'accident' was what made this day real. It was their deaths that brought the five sisters together in order to protect the troubled and help the helpless. Their death's were the reason for this particular revolution.
Buttercup tsk'd at the 'to be normal,' speech that she was all too familiar with.
A sudden squeal echoed through the room. "Girls! It's the first day of school. How about I choose all of your outfits? Oh, please!?" Bubbles begged, grinning from ear-to-ear.
Bubbles always was the fashionista of the family. She made sure to keep up-to-date with that latest trends. Out of all of her sisters, she was always the best dressed. The small blonde usually tried to dress up her sisters as if they were dolls, but the attempts always seemed fruitless.
"Hmm. How about.." Buttercup drawled, pretending to think as she scratched on her chin with a single finger. "No?"
Bubbles frowned before sporting her legendary 'puppy dog' face. It was the small pout and the big, unblinking eyes that usually forced Blossom, Blaze and Bell to surrender to whatever Bubbles wanted. Unluckily, the same didn't apply to Buttercup. Nothing seemed to move Buttercup enough to force her into something she didn't want to do. It was just the person she was.
Bell let out a sigh and looked down towards the ground, trying to avoid the sweet look on her sister's face. "Bubbles.."
"Please? Pretty please with sugar on top?" Bubbles said, desperation lacing her voice as she looked around the room.
Blaze pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration. "You'll owe us one thing each. Something big."
The blonde nodded eagerly. "Of course!"
She ran as fast as she could - which was surprisingly fast - out of the main room and towards the sleeping area of the base. The remaining sisters all glanced at each other anxiously. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea, they realized. Buttercup's eyes grew as wide as dinner plates in realization.
"If she makes me wear a dress.." Buttercup didn't even finish her sentence before speeding out of the room to find her blonde sister.
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