Caeruleus Flamma,

Title: "Corruption of honour"

Summary: "Buttercup finds a stone that gives her powers a boost. She discovers

that there are more which promise even more power. How far will she go to

protect the power and how far will she go to get more. Pg13 for violence. Please

read and review. Chapter 4 up."

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That was why my story was temporarily deleted. Did any of you find it offensive or above the rating? I've updated it to R now which should be okay. Did anyone else find it too violent except for the unidentified person who reported me. Oh, well, here it is again. So that is why this has been gone from the site and I have been effused access until the 25th of June which is incidentally my birthday. Great birthday present, huh. Lock me out of the account and only give me access then.

"Quick girls, to the right. Head Him off!"

Blossom tried to fly towards Him. She had never seen him fight so hard before. The blood dripped from her skirt to the floor and she winced as Hims claws raked by her side. She had to think of a way to end the fight quickly because they would not last long. Then she saw Buttercup ram headlong into Him. He angrily stabbed her repeatedly. Buttercup threw him into the wall. The box Him had come to steal flew off into the distance. Cursing vilely under his breath, Him vanished in a puff of acrid smoke which reeked and made the Powerpuff girls eyes water. Giving a quick, raspy, whoop of victory, Buttercup flew off to retrieve the box, ignoring the rivulets of blood streaming down her limbs.

She flew towards the mound of torn up earth. As she landed the blood soaked into the earth, turning it red. The box was made of mahogany, strange doesn't look very valuable. I wonder what's inside. Glancing around her, she decided to open the box, after all, what harm could that do.

If only she had known.

It was a small, smooth, black stone, like obsidian. It looked so black, that it seemed to suck up, to absorb, the light around it. A black hole. At the same time it seemed shiny, glowing with an inner luminance through the misty black wafts. Tentatively, she moved her hand towards the folds of velvet cloth, stroking the polished wood. Then she touched the stone. A sudden, exhilarating, wave of power swept through her, causing her to flinch. Closing her eyes, she rushed forward, palming the gem as her pain and apprehension was replaced by power.

Curiously, she watched as her hand seemed to glow with a dark twinge, black and shining, like the Spherule she clutched in her hand. Gasping, she realized that she really wasn't feeling pain anymore. After a cursory scan, she realized that the gashes on her body, which seemed so deep and penetrating, had now healed. She turned around, noticing a boulder, punched it. Her hand, still clutching the Spherule, passed easily through the stone, leaving a gaping hole. She tried again, this time without using her powers. The same result applied, her hand moving through the solid rock like butter. This was power indeed!  Feeling the sudden boost of strength, she started to return to her sisters, but first, seeing the stone, she slipped it into her pocket. After all, she thought, what harm can it do?

This is going to be quite dark, with quite a few deaths so if you have any problems with that, no I am not going to tell you to f**k off, rather open the submit a review thing and type in the most withering insults you can think of. Might as well get all the flames first so I won't have to be bothered by them later. This draws a lot from, Macbeth. Yep, sounds weird. Lets see if you can guess the way the story goes from that.