Buttercup

I breathed heavily as I chased after the green scaly beastie which was making its way downtown Townsville. I sprinted as fast as I could trying to catch the thing running for its life on its stubby four legs , however he was pretty fast if I do say so myself with his stubby legs.

I guess I should stop toying with it though, it's better that I get it done so I could deliver new stats to the Professor before bed time. I dart forward grabbing the beasts tail and pulling it to a halt with my super strength right before I slammed it against the concrete street causing it to let out a thunderous screech as it made contact.

I grinned a bit as adrenaline hit my body causing my heart to race faster and faster. Any moment one of these things could actually kill me, but it was a total thrill it was my drug to fight these things. I've played the game of life and death more than once and never in my life had I ever felt so alive. You could totally call me an adrenaline junkie, I just love the feeling.

The scaly monster recoiled however seizing its arms aback and forth trying to use it talons to scratch me and while I tried to get closer to it was able to scratch me. I hissed heavily as a stinging pain came to my arm and I held it tight to my chest.

I glowered over it and it cowered in fear as it looked deep into my forest green eyes. "You're finished!" I howl at it as I grab a compact from my pocket and press it against its scaly body and pressed the button on it causing it to disappear within the air.

I panted louder and held my injured arm closer to my chest, I surveyed the area around me. The town's people would casually look at me and then look away, but other than that they were all just going on with their lives unharmed by the monster. I let out a sigh of relief and trudged back to home so the Professor could sterilize my wound.

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I opened the door to the house and screamed at the top of my lungs, "I'm home!" Just like I would in my elementary days. Professor was the only one here though I don't see why I still do it, it just seems... Like I have to in a way.

"I'm in the laboratory, dear," the Professor shouts to me.

'Like you always are,' I think to myself as I go downstairs, but after the last few steps I cringe as my arm went into a burning rage causing me to lose my footing on the stairs and fall down the last remaining steps.

"Buttercup!" The Professor shouted rushing to my aid, but I steady myself so I could stand back up.

"I'm fine it's just my arm, that last monster was able to slash me with one of its talons," I say holding my arm put to him.

His brow furrowed with concern as he put his icy cold hands on my arms do he could pull it closer to his face so he could closely look at my cut. He then pulled on my arm bringing me over to a stool in the corner with a first aid kit.

He grabbed a strange blue colored bottle and cotton ball and put the liquid on the cotton ball which sucked the liquid up like a sponge. He brought it to my arm, delicately dabbing the cut. I cringed each dab due to the liquid making it sting my cut.

"You should have gotten here faster," he said angrily. I wasn't sure if he was angry at me or maybe even himself. "If only you had all of your powers y-you could have-" he stopped as his voice started to crack.

He then put the cotton ball down and we sat in silence a few minutes. He then picked up a gauge and put the blue liquid from the bottle and put it onto my arm and then wrapped it up. "You just have to be more careful," he says after securely wrapping the bandage around my arm.

Again we sat in silence which seemed worse than my still stinging arm. It never used to be like this our house used to be loud and always full of laughter. I was never really one to show my soft side even if it is completely obvious to everyone that I have one, but still it just makes me feel, I dunno reassuring that no one will see what I really feel.

However I built up so many walls to guard my soft side now that even the professor isn't able to break his way through, like he was able to when I was younger. We've still never had a talk about the incident, nobody has.

"Hey, why don't you tell me about that monster I chased out-of-town," I said with a slight smile knowing that talking about these things interested him so much.

He gave me a bright cheery smile as he got up and went to a projector and clicked a button. The projection on the screen of the monster that I had fought a few minutes earlier.

"So what is it?" I ask examining the picture.

"This is a lizard man a monster subhuman, they're said to come from swamps and even sewers and abandoned subway stations. They're new monsters so there isn't much information on them, but they also have incapable strength. Also there have been sightings of this creature" the professor said and I nodded my head as He spoke.

I stepped up closer to the screen, "These aren't like the monsters we used to face they're more intellectual, not just one hit and they're gone," I say with a heavy sigh remembering how easy it was to defeat a single monster with them, but I shook the thought out of my head reminding myself not to dwell in the past.

"That's true they all now have they're one little special kicks now and not only that, but these we have information on and they continue to reappear in our city," the professor said scratching his chin as he fiddled his old pipe out of his lab coat's pocket.

"Is their something wrong with the void?"

"No, they've been working just fine the compacts are working fine right?"

"Yeah, they are they disappear before me just the same as before. It seems like they've been sent to that one dimension from where they dwell."

The professor fiddled with his pipe before he began to take his smoke and rubbed his temples together. "There's been more monster sightings too," I heard him mutter.

"Why is this all happening now?" I groan to myself. The Mist as the professor calls it was created by him for the government who managed to pump it into our water systems which had affected the memories of Townsville citizens. They began to forget more and more about the amazing Trio called the PowerPuff Girls and began to develop a blind eye to monsters. After everyone forgot The PowerPuff Girls just became fantasy just stories created to entertain children of all ages. Just some old legacy which happens to so many heroes.

I let out a sigh as I held out my hand and waved my fingers and made them into a fist. I put my hands up to my face until my fingertips traced over my lips and then to my nose. I brushed my hand into my hair until I found my ear and gave it a squeeze. This wasn't how I was, it's how I am now, but not then.

I grumbled again and took a deep breath and then a thought suddenly raced through my head.

"Professor?" I ask drawing his attention.

"Yes , Buttercup?" He said.

"Doesn't Townsville have an abandoned subway?" I ask.

He then went back to scratching his chin and looked at me with his brows furrowed, "It does."

"Dammit!" I shout and walk over to one of the desks and slide a drawer open full off compacts. I grab a bag and grab handfuls of compacts and throw them back into the bag.

"I'll be back after I'm through exterminating these pests," I grumble to the professor and stomp upstairs.

I run off into a sprint down the neighborhood trying to look at least a little normal to not attract that much suspicion. I look down the horizon and see moving trucks down a bit further on the road. I continue to sprint, but once I got to the point of the moving trucks forcing me to stop unless I had wanted to tackle a mover who was carrying some super special hand me down passed generation to generation only to have it crushed. So I simply jog in place until they're out of my way.

I pick up my feet when they're out-of-the-way, but my eyes catch something a girl with bright baby blue eyes with golden blond hair held in two low ponytails with a white sun hat with a ribbon tied around it.

"Bubbles?" I say and nearly stop dead in my tracks if it weren't for some ass trying to park his car while I was in the middle of my daydream.

I go back to sprinting to the subway I try to think of ways to decide how I should get rid if there are any pests there, but my mind kept drifting off to the girl. There's one in a million chances that's her though she could never be her and even if it was her, what am I thinking there's no way it's her I argued to myself.

I stopped when I found one of the entrances to the subway I took one step down the stairs.

The image of the girl flashed in my mind, even if it was her I couldn't let her go back to this life, especially now.

Cosmic: It's been a while since I started to writing, actually had this idea and had it written out for a while... I was being a lazy butt and hadn't posted it I even have the second chapter written out. I guess I'll pot that when I have the third chapter written. And more will be explained of course in later chapters. Hope you guys enjoyed the chapter until next time!