Okay so I've been wanting to make a story like this for a little while so read review and enjoy!

Blossoms POV

I sat and watched all of the people in Townsville get murdered, because of me. The screams and cries of children I don't know pierced my ears. They won… they over powered us. And we sit here hiding from them. I hear things blow up and, crashes of buildings falling. HIM made the boys invincible. It's now impossible to kill them. I sit and remember the fight. Our last fight with the boys.

We were out looking for villains in the town. It was quiet that night. No villains in the night, until something tapped my shoulder and put their hands over my mouth.

"Long time no see, pinkie." A husky voice said in my ear. Only one person called me that... Brick. He spun me around to face him. He had changed. His voice more rougher. More husky. His red eyes looked at me. The red of his eyes giving me an instant heart attack. He turned his head side to side. "Man," he took a husky sigh. "You've changed."

I have my hair was cut off to my butt, My pink eyes looked normal, And I had fingers, And toes I got over the whole matching dresses me and my sisters always wore. I now wore a pink shirt and a white skirt and pink and white polka dotted flip-flops. Brick did to; he was handsome in a mysteriously sexy way. His hair in a ponytail his old baseball cap turned into one that gangsters wore red and black designs on it. A red shirt that said 'don't mess with me' in black bold letters a pair of blue jeans ripped at the knees and a pair of black and red high tops. Chains hanging from the pockets of the jeans. Red stubble on his chin, making him look incredibly sexy.

"Like what you see?" he said looking at me his red eyes looking over me and stopping at my eyes.

"I know that you do." I snapped back. He just smirked.

"Maybe I do." He said as he winked. "Now," he clasped his hands together, a fiery spark coming from his fingertips. And fire forming from his hands, he walked closer to me I walked backwards till I hit a wall. "Lets get this over with." His hands were on either side of my body. His knee in between my legs. Fire came near my face, and burns slowly came upon my face. I screamed in pain, he just laughed. I cried for my sisters, "They wont come, ya know." A single tear slid down my cheek. I knew then I would die, but the kill never came. He let go of me, spit down on the ground. "Get outta here," "You're lucky I haven't killed you yet but wait, I will find you." He walked away calling his brothers and I ran as he started to tear down the buildings. Burning them all down and he yelled out. He started to laugh, his brothers joined in. and they laughed evilly.

I kept running, the darkness consuming me till I passed out, and here we are. I sat here in wondered why he let me go. And what he meant by I will find you. My sisters brought me here and we are living in the house still were going to pack our bags, Butch and Boomer didn't find them.

They ran away after sighting them. And they found me on the ground crying. I truly don't remember why I cried. I knew that this time would be different, I know that this time we can't save the day, our life will be different. We still just didn't think the boys would come back after being destroyed again. Some how we just thought HIM would give up, but look where thinking that brought us. We let our guard down, after all those years; they finally destroyed us… they won. We lost. And now were hiding from the boys from our childhood.

I fell asleep my dream scared me more than reality did.

In Blossoms dream…

The boys found us. They killed our dad; they killed everyone we loved. They ran into the house. Brick had fire coming from his hands, Butch had a mincing look in his eyes as he pulled trees out of the ground twigs coming from nowhere, Boomer had water coming from his hands, I screamed me and my sister huddled in a corner together. Bubbles crying uncontrollably, Buttercup twitching, as if she was having a seizure, me shaking, and screaming for a dad that would never come.

End of dream

I woke up, and some how I knew that it's not a dream that it would really happen. Then the door slammed open and I knew that it would happen… right now. I screamed for the girls, they were by my side in a second. Buttercups eyes widened and she pushed Bubbles and me behind her, and whispered for us to go up the stairs and run. Tears came to my eyes and me and Bubbles nodded. I whispered to her before I left.

"Don't let them hurt you." And I ran with Bubbles attached to my side. Bubbles and I cowered in a corner, and Brick and Boomer followed us up the stairs and Boomer grabbed Bubbles from out of my grasp, and Brick pulled me away. I thrashed from his grasp, he held onto me, his grip breaking skin he still held on, out of now where fire burned my wrists. I looked down and I screamed fire covered my hands, burns covering them, I looked at him and he smiled as I passed out, I muttered my last word.

"Why?" and darkness consumed me.

Buttercups POV

I scrambled to cover them. Pushing Brick and Boomer away. Butch pulled me away and looked at me with a sort of hate in his eyes. He grabbed my wrists and flung me out the door. And he laughed evilly. "Now let get done what I was supposed to finish." I saw Brick come out with Blossom carrying her Bridal-style and same with Bubbles. Brick looked at Butch and said,

"Don't kill her I have a better idea." Butch sighed.

"Fine but this better be a really good idea." He picked me up and he carried me to a huge mansion, his brothers following behind. I didn't say anything or do anything because I knew if I did, they wouldn't hesitate to kill me.

Butch carried me to a room, so did Brick and Boomer with there counter-parts, my sisters. He threw me on the bed growling he walked to the bathroom. I looked around the room. The walls were dark shades of green; the bed spread dark green with black lace.

I thought about the house I thought about the old days, now they were gone, and I had to sit here hoping that Butch wouldn't kill me like he was made to do. I laid back and cried tears forming beads and rolling down my cheeks. I heard the bathroom door open and Butch walked out.

"Why are you crying?" he asked his voice boomed in the walls of the room. I nodded my head, side to side. He came closer.

"Why the fuck are you crying!" His voice was loud and he turned me forcing me to look at him. I knew that my face would be covered in tears my cheeks and nose blotchy as the tears kept coming. His eyes flashed with an emotion I couldn't read and he jumped on the bed with me.

He sighed and I scooted toward the edge, trying to get away from him as much as possible scared he might hurt me. As if he read my thought s he spoke out loud.

"I'm not gonna hurt you, Brick told me not to remember?" he sighed, I didn't know if I believed him or not but he did seem like he was telling the truth. I nodded signaling that I remembered he nodded his head as well and got up and walked out the door. Slamming it to show the effect of him being mad.

It had been a few hours that he'd been gone and I decided to play the X-box games that were provided. I played Call of Duty (Black ops) and other games I didn't remember the names of. But as soon as I lay in bed ready to sleep the door burst open. Butch staggering toward the bed. He leaned near me, his breath smelled like alcohol, and beer and I was afraid of what would happen next as he handcuffed me to the bed.

Bubbles POV

Brick Pulled Blossom away from my grasp and Boomer took me away from her I didn't know what to do or say as he carried me away a huge mansion in the distance I fearfully crouched in Boomers arms my head in the crook of his neck.

It scared me, I thought the boys would kill, Buttercup and Blossom, I didn't know if I should cry so I did anyways. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I tried to console my self, the fact of the matter it didn't help. I started to hiccup and stopping was a pain. Boomer opened and closed the door to the mansion and walked into a room.

The room was a white black and blue tone I looked up seeing clouds in a sky and Boomer set me on the bed. He looked at me. I don't think it was a glare more like an observation. He looked at my arm that had a horrible bruise on it. His eyes looked pained, and he reached down to get a closer look at it. He sat down on the bed beside me and examined my body. Finding another one, and another one. He looked back up at me; I winced as he touched my back he looked back and without hesitation he pulled off my shirt.

"Oh my god." He said as he looked at my back. I turned to face him. He looked down at me, sorrow in his eyes. "Are you okay?" he asked.

"Yeah I just have a disease and it makes me bruise easily." I looked at him. "I need my medicine." I said the last part quietly.

"I don't know if my brothers will let me get it for you but I guess I'll try okay?" I nodded my head.

He left the room. I didn't put my shirt back on, waste of time. I looked around and I decided to turn on the T.V, I couldn't find the remote so I looked around the room, finally I spotted it, it was over by the night stand. After I watched about an hour of E! I went to the bed to lie down turned off the T.V and closed my eyes.

I was half-asleep when I felt a dent in the bed, I knew it was Boomer and I turned to face him. I gasped when I saw his face. He had a horrible gash on his head, his hair and his blood were mashed together. I got up to turn on the lights. My eyes adjusting to the lightness, I got a good look at him.

"Boomer what happened?" I put my hands on my hips and said 'what happened' In an authoritative tone, my eyes not leaving his.

He got up and scrambled toward me. "Butch and his god damn drinking problem! He needs to go to rehab!" he yelled. I thought one thing.

"What about Buttercup?" I asked my voice stumbling as I said it.

"He would never hurt her, I know that for a fact.

"He respects her too much." He kept walking towards me, his eyes never leaving mine. I felt self-conscience and my flat stomach suddenly felt like a beer gut. I wanted to cover up but I knew better.

"Why are you shirtless?" he said still walking as soon as our legs were touching he stopped abruptly.

"You took my shirt off remember?" I said looking at the ground, seeing our feet touching. His breath was in my ear and I shied away from looking up.

His voice was husky in my ear. "I remember, but why didn't you put it back on?"

"I-I don't know." I stumbled over my words and I suddenly felt stupid, regretting my actions, he just laughed a husky haut laugh, I couldn't help but love it, It was like Carmel, it was thick and creamy it was sexy.

"Cute." Was all he said and I gave him a confused look.

"What do you mean?" I asked my voice thick.

"Well more like adorable, it's cute how you act when your nervous." He said confidently, looking down at me.

"Who said I was nervous?" I said my voice rising with each word.

"Babe I can read your aura, it's like… Hmm a mood ring, Blue sad purple in love and green nervous. And now your teetering on nervous and in love." He finished it off with a haut laugh. Damn him.

I wanted to leave but I couldn't with him blocking me with both ways between his arms. So I just kept looking down away from his face. When he backed away I took a deep breath I felt so relieved and I wasn't sure why. Maybe he did make me nervous. I wouldn't think of it.

"Hey come to the bathroom with me." I said his way, he gave me a questioning look but didn't say anything just followed me. I grabbed a wash cloth and put it under the faucet of the sink. Turning the water on hot I walked to him, pulling him to the sink. I pulled the cloth out of the sink and put his head down so his head could get washed. The blood made a red and copper color. I got all the blood off and inspected the gash. Good so far, I looked up to him, "Your good to go." I said as we both walked out of the bathroom. My feet weren't touching the ground and I realized his powers were lifting me to the bed. He dropped me when the bed was under mw and I made a gasp and looked at him climbing in the spot beside me.

"What was the point of that?" I asked stifling a laugh. I looked over to him and he smiled.

"I'm not risking any chances of my girl falling." He said sarcastically I flashed him a look of pain and he stopped laughing. "I'm sorry." He said. "And thank you." His voice sounded sincere but I didn't know what to think. I was mad the way his voice sounded, but o well.

"Your welcome." I said. He put his forearm under my head and he put his other arm over my stomach. I was comfortable, I snuggled against him. And fell asleep thankfully in peace… for now.

Okay, that took a while to type suspenseful though, so review and tell me what you thought and If I should update, I'm not sure if I should put in a lemon, [I might not] but if people want me to I might. So review and tell me what you thought! :) Ciao! And till next time ~Lynn