I'm baaaaack. And I now present the beginning of: A Whole New World: Armageddeon War! Warning: This is a long, VIOLENT story…It may hit M rating, but I hope not. As this is a war, most of this story will NOT be pretty. Now let's get it started! Oh, and I don't own the usual PPG related stuff.
As she looked over the large expanse of nothing, she could sum it up in one sentence.
Hell.
She was in her own personal Hell. Not the kind that normal bad people went to, no. This hell was specifically designed for her, made to break her psyche, her person, her very soul.
It wasn't doing too bad a job, either.
As soon as they had got back to Earth, they were thrown in the fray. Alien ships resembling two headed axes had swarmed above the burning city, like flies descending upon a fresh carcass.
They all fought. Yes, hero and villain alike, in the face of this new enemy decided to form a temporary alliance in the battle for their precious home. She never thought that the day would come where they would fight side by side, but there they were, practically all the others doing anything they could to try and repel the invading force. Buttercup had forcibly come, even though she was supposed to be healing, she would NOT be left out of the fight for the planet.
It didn't work. From above, they could see Fuzzy hurling random objects towards the sky, hoping to hit one of the fighter ships. At first, they paid him no real mind.
Then he got lucky with a lamppost throw, and ripped the wing off one fighter, sending it spiraling to the ground.
They turned on him like a pack of dogs, and before he could run two feet, he was practically disintegrated by laser fire. Sedusa had been next to go. She had found her way to the top of a nearby building, and with twin Uzis (having no real long range abilities at her disposal), began opening fire, even lashing out with her hair like a whip, should a fighter get too close. The metal shells seemingly bounced off the advanced fighters, but she didn't let up. Finally, she seemed to be noticed, but unlike Fuzzy, she actually ran, and managed to dodge a bit of laser fire before jumping off to the next building.
Only there was no next building to speak of. Wonder turned to shock, which turned to horror when she discovered the next rooftop was at least 20 feet ahead of her and 50 feet above her. Only by sheer luck did a ground strafing ship pass by, as she landed on the wing and clung for dear life. The fighter pilot tried spinning, looping, everything to get her off, but still she held fast. Finally getting tired of her, it tried something unusual. Signaling another pilot, the two ships set up to pass each other's opposite wing with only a hair's length between them.
She looked up too late, as she was cut almost in half by the razor sharp wings going past her. The various parts of her body fell to the ground with a sickening thud…
Mojo Jojo himself had been the last to fall. In his Robo Jojo, he was the most formidable of all the Townsvillans actually fighting, and was blasting ships out the sky regularly. However, he was the first one that the ships had targeted, and had taken serious damage by now. Still, he wasn't letting up at all.
"HA! You fools! By attempting to take the Earth, which is rightfully mine, and not yours, you have brought my wrath upon you, which is not something to be taken lightly, as you see! I shall destroy you all, and with you destroyed, you shall be no more, allowing be to take Townsville and the world, which is mine, and furthermore-" His rambling was abruptly cut off by a laser assault on the dome of his giant mech. "What! No!" Warning lights seemed to come from everywhere at once. "This cannot be happening! I am supposed to win! I am-" Mojo was silenced forever as a few more shots penetrated the dome, and the Robo Jojo was finally destroyed in a fiery explosion. Seeing his glass dome fly off into the distance, they knew they lost him as well.
After the Robo Jojo went…well, most remaining citizens fled for their lives. Seeing everyone dead or desert them…it was too much. With the brunt of their last minute resistance force gone, it was just the Powerpuff Girls against a VERY large alien armada. And with the entire fleet now solely focusing on them, in their weakened state, they knew the chances of holding out against them were slim to none.
So they had run. AGAIN, they had fled from their duty, and Blossom was feeling terrible about it.
Now, little more than rubble stood in the once proud city that had been their home. Casting a pair of sad eyes over the large expanse, she felt the same as Townsville looked: barren, desolate, hopeless. They had carpet bombed the entire city and not a building was left standing. Now, it was akin to a large crater.
What really tore at her, though, was the thoughts of all the people she let down. She let a quick tear from her eye as the memories came back to her.
"I'm so sorry…Ms. Keane… Robin…Mike…Mitch, even…I let you down. I…I let everyone down." Bubbles and Buttercup were on either side of her, too forlorn to say anything. With a heavy sigh, followed by her sisters, she began to wander through the remnants of her haven…and the thriving city of her own personal hell.