Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of the Demashitaa! Powerpuff Girls Z anime.

The story line and any mentioned OCs are my ONLY property.

This merely serves as entertainment for the viewers!

(Warning: This story is rated T; it may include violence, vulgar language, and minor suggestive adult themes. Mentions of blood and knives in this chapter. Read at your own risk.)


Five years.

The city of Tokyo, a beautiful place once blessed with tranquillity and peacefulness, was saved from the wrath of the most evil and notorious villain they have come to face,

HIM.

The havoc, chaos, and distress that he brought disturbed the peace. His evil powers corrupted the minds of different elements, different objects, and different people. But, his plans were foiled when three girls who were gifted with the powers given by the miraculous white Z-rays.

Five years have passed since his defeat.

But will evil triumph once more with the birth of an organization that seeks to destroy all things good and let their power reign over Tokyo?

What risks are the Powerpuff Girls Z willing to take?

To restore the beautiful city they've come to love?


Third Person's P.O.V. / Narrative P.O.V.

Breeze cool, trees swaying, birds singing, and the sun shining brightly. Who wouldn't call it the perfect day?

But for Greenfield High School seniors, it was the day. The day of freedom. The special day that serves as their first step into adulthood. The day that they will start to head towards their future.

And luckily for them, there was going to be no more strict teachers and no more piles of homework.

It was a day of change.

It was Graduation Day.

Everyone is now in their school's enormous and stunning gymnasium. Every student was in their black graduation gowns and caps, sitting patiently as they await the end of this ceremony. Every single parent was on the verge of tears, but the smiles on their faces didn't seem to glow any brighter than now.

Chattering among students occurred for a while, but everyone grew silent as the sound of footsteps were heard as it approached the stage. It was then that the batch's valedictorian got on the podium. It was no other than our own Momoko Akatsutsumi, or better known as the heroine named Blossom.

"Ladies and Gentlemen," Momoko started. "To my fellow seniors, today is the day. The day in which we will take a one step closer to our future. High school might be over, but the journey has not yet ended. The high school life may not have been easy as we expected it to be, but through all the struggles and hardships, we were able to conquer, to accomplish, and to pass with flying colors."

She then looked up from the podium and faced the audience. "Through that journey, we have made special bonds with other people. People who guided us to the right path. They have been our inspiration since day one. Now thanks to them, we're here." She said, looking at all of the students in front of her before averting her gaze to the guests seating in the bleachers.

"To all our loved ones, especially our dear parents, you were the ones who helped us all throughout. You were our guardian angels that guided us to success. Without you, this dream would not have been possible. You knew what was best for us, and because of that, we're all here, standing in front of you." She then looked at the professors seating at the very front.

"To our teachers, you were the ones who taught us right from wrong. Through all flaws, you still taught us to be better students and better children. You were the ones that made this possible for us; to show us that our future is only an arm's reach. You weren't only our mentors or our friends, all of you have been like family to us. You have been our second parents and we are deeply grateful for that." And with that, she looked back at her batchmates.

"To all the seniors, do not think of this day as the day which those special bonds will be broken. For as long as they remain in our hearts, that bond will only grow stronger with every step we take." She said. "This is not the end, this is just the beginning. Thank you all very much and may you all have a splendid day." Everyone in the gymnasium clapped as Momoko bowed and got off the podium.

Standing in the very front of the stage, she threw her cap in the air and everyone followed suit. The gymnasium was filled with joy, laughter, and cheers. Parents hugged their children, some students were crying as they talked to their closest friends. For others, they were bidding farewell to their teachers and some were taking pictures from all over. But one thing was certain, every single one of them kept smiling on their way out.

"Momoko! Kaoru!" A bubbly voice called out. "Over here!"

Waving at her two friends, the vivacious girl smiled brightly at both of them. She had long golden locks that reached to her elbows. Her curly blonde hair was kept neatly in two high pigtails, flowing elegantly. And to add more to her breath-taking beauty, she had stunning baby blue eyes that shone brightly like the deep blue sea.

At the mention of their names, a raven-haired girl with lime green eyes and a girl with auburn hair and bubblegum pink eyes looked at the blonde girl's direction. She then hugged both of them as her tears strolled down her delicate face.

"Happy Graduation to us," Momoko said as she wiped Miyako's tears. "Don't cry, Miyako. This is our day."

"Hell yeah, it is!" Kaoru said. "Haven't you guys heard? Professor will be throwing a party for us! Let's fucking celebrate!" She exclaimed while fist pumping the air. Her sudden burst of energy made both Momoko and Miyako giggle.

"Well, before all of that, what do you say if we visit our families first?" Momoko asked, her lips forcing to let out smile. "It has been a while."

Kaoru and Miyako stared intently at Momoko after her statement. It didn't take long for them to look at her with eyes full of sorrow. A few seconds of undisturbed quietness passed until Miyako decided to break the silence.

"That's a good idea. After all, this day isn't just for us..." Miyako said while wiping the tears that started falling. "It's just like you said, right, Momoko? We wouldn't be here without them." Momoko weakly smiled at her friend as Kaoru started rubbing her back.

Just then, a voice caught the girls' attention.

"How are my favorite girls doing?" The masculine voice asked from behind them, making the girls jump a little. The voice belonged to a man in his mid-30s. He had silky black hair that was gelled neatly. However, unlike all the other gentlemen in the gymnasium, his attire was a white lab coat.

"Professor!" All three girls exclaimed as they hugged him. Behind the professor was Ken and of course their little pooch, Peach.

He hugged them back tightly. "Congratulations, girls." He said, breaking away from the hug as he looked at them like a proud parent.

They began moving all around the gymnasium – trying to find a good background for them – as they didn't waste time in taking pictures. They took turns with the Professor, Ken, Peach, as well as a few of their schoolmates and some admirers as their bright smiles reflected the sheer amount of joy they felt.

After a few minutes of picture taking and conversation with both their teachers and friends, it was finally time to go back home.

"I may have overheard your conversation a while back." The Professor started as they began exiting the gym. "It was a good thing I stopped by Alice's flower shop on my way here. We'll stop by your families on the way to the lab." Professor firmly stated but still plastered a hearty smile.

The girls sincerely returned the same hearty and genuine smile to the professor. They regained their composure as they held on to their diplomas.

"Let's go."


Momoko's P.O.V.

I looked out the window of the car, the already dim sky mirroring the grim feeling I felt deep within my chest. It had been thirty minutes since we left school and we began to near our destination. With each passing moment, the feeling became heavier and heavier. It made me close my eyes for a moment, trying to calm myself down as we finally arrived here.

The Tokyo Cemetery.

Unlike most cemeteries, the mayor decided to make the cemetery look more welcoming. He didn't want it to feel glum and dull so he took the privilege to redecorate the place. The new style of decor was simple, but it gave the visitors the impression that their loved ones who passed away don't want them to be sad. It shows that we should still smile and stay strong for the ones who passed away.

The entrance was beautifully adorned with white roses. The grass shone, its bright green hue ever so vibrant. The mayor even took the privilege to place little crystal droppings that make it look like the entrance was crying majestic diamonds.

It was absolutely magical.

Once we got off of the car we were riding, we entered the cemetery and started looking for our parents' and siblings' graves. As we walked in deeper, every step I took worsened the feeling. My heart began to sink as all sorts of unpleasant thoughts began to flood my mind.

As I passed by, I looked at the flowers and unlit candles that the graves had. It made me clench to my own bouquet, holding it closer to my chest. After a few more steps, I finally saw their graves in the distance.

I couldn't help but bite my lip as all the memories on the fateful night began to replay. I can clearly recall all the events that happened during that day, the dreaded night that I wish I could take back. It happened four years ago, but the pain still felt fresh.

It was almost as if…

Almost as if it happened yesterday.


Pain.

That was the first thing I felt as I rose up from my bed, lazily opening my eyes as I just finished my afternoon nap. I massaged the back of my neck as I stretched, letting out a soft yawn as I did.

I wasn't able to get enough sleep the previous night. It'll be the start of exam week tomorrow and I wasn't able to review a single subject this weekend. So last night – being the procrastinator that I was – finished all the review materials I needed for next week. Because of that, I was only able to get about two hours of sleep before we got a distress call at 5 AM!

God, being a superhero was more stressful than I thought it would be.

I was about to sit up from my bed when I suddenly felt a surge of pain rush through my head. Groaning, I gripped the side of my head, hoping that the headache I was getting would subside. As I looked out the window, I was met with the dark raven night as the light from the stars shone brightly all throughout the sky.

Damn, what time was it anyway?

I glanced at my digital clock that read7:30 pm.

Looks like I had a pretty long nap, they might already be eating dinner downstairs.

I struggled to get off my bed. Specifically, I had trouble getting out of the sheets, the layers of fabric completely covering my whole body.

After what seemed to be an eternity, I finally managed to get up and head to my pink vanity. I picked up my hairbrush and started combing my hair. After combing through all of the tangles, I tied my hair into a ponytail, my usual pink ribbon perking up from the top of my head.

As I tried to fix any stray hairs, I looked at myself in the mirror. Everything seemed neat, well, despite the obvious eyebags, but my eyes then focused on the bruise that was plastered on my right cheek. It didn't swell up that badly, but it still had a light purple hue to it. Not to mention that it hurt like hell.

Stupid Mojo.

It's like they never learn, especially him! As always, he made this gigantic robot that hit me dead on the cheek this morning. That idiotic monkey disturbed the sleep that I really badly needed.

And boy did I teach that robot a lesson.

I shook my head at the memory. I took some ointment and began placing some on my cheek, gently spreading it as it still stung a bit. I really hope Mom doesn't ask what happened. I'd have to come up with another lame excuse.

And trust me, saying that I fell so many times down the stairs or slipped in the bathroom almost made them take me to the hospital to see if I don't have a permanent concussion because of all my 'accidents'.

After I was satisfied, I went down to the living room. It was almost eight o'clock now. If I'm late to dinner and they've already finished, then it's off to dishland I go.

Sigh.

As I went down the stairs, something felt weird.

Not a hint of noise could be heard. The sound of my footsteps became ten times louder as it seemed to get quieter and quieter. I was tempted to call out to one of my relatives just to make sure that therewassomeone in the house.

As I was finally unto to final set of stairs that lead into the living room, I stopped. It seemed like time stopped all of a sudden. It felt like I suddenly lost every ounce of my blood in my body, as if I had my feet planted into the ground. My eyes grew wide, a wave of shock flooding through my whole body as I stared at the sight before me.

I couldn'tmove.

Stunned at the horrifying scene, I covered my mouth with my hands. My knees shook. My whole body shivered as I stared at the sight before me.

My parents were sprawled onto the floor as they laid in a pool of blood. Their throats showed a big slash with blood flowing freely. Their skin was very pale due to the massive loss of blood. They had major bruises on both their arms and legs, along with a lot of cuts on their skin.

No.

No!

I ran towards them. I went down on my knees and started gripping handfuls of my hair. My tears started to flow freely as I held onto my mother's hand. I gripped it hard, sobbing furiously as her cold hand met mine. "No… this can't be happening…"

I buried my face into her hand, trying to find any kind of warmth from her. Instead, I could feel her blood smearing against my face. I looked over at Dad's body, I couldn't help but tense; a spark of realization hit me. I looked around the room trying to find my little sister.

"Kuriko!" I shouted at the top my lungs.

My hands shook uncontrollably. I ran to the kitchen as fast as I could. As I stood at the very entrance, I immediately saw her there. She was sitting on one of the chairs. But she wasn't just sitting there, she too had her throat slashed. But unlike my parents, there weren't any bruises.

I hugged her and started crying loudly. "Kuriko!" I gripped onto her shoulders and started shaking her. "No! Please! Please just talk to me! I'm begging you!" I screamed but no matter what I said, she never responded.

I sobbed as I tightly hugged my sister. I cried and I cried, begging for her to just respond to my desperate pleas, to say something, anything. I held her tightly in my arms, just wishing that this was all just a dream. A nightmare.

A horrible nightmare.

Just then, I heard something fell.

A crumpled piece of parchment laid on the floor just below Kuriko's hand, a few blood stains on it. I slowly stepped back, crouching down to grab it. As I unwinded it, I was confused.

It was a letter.

'Do you like my surprise for you, my little Blossom?'

Reading the first line, I was suddenly taken aback.

They know me?

'You like red now, don't you? I do tend to be generous, although, I hope this surprise isn't too much.'

My hands gripped the paper in anger, almost tearing it in the process.

This is just twisted, vile, sick.

'Better now know who I am, little flower. Where will be the fun in that anyway?

You are a gifted little one, being a hero isn't all that fun now, is it? One day, you'll see me, and you will wish that you have never done what you did to me, how you made me suffer with each day.

Be mad Blossom, be very mad. Fill your heart with hate and spite. Your anger will be your drive to face me, to seek vengeance against me. You will never be strong enough to defeat me if you still hold kindness in your heart. Let your hate for me burn until the day we meet, for I can assure you that you'll find me someday.

And I, in turn, will be waiting.

I did leave you a little something for you with your dear sister. It doesn't serve me any purpose anymore. I do hope you like it.

You will get what's coming to you Blossom, mark my words.

Until we meet again.

-Hell is an Eternal Rift

I crumpled the letter and threw it on the ground. I grabbed the left hand of my sister and I saw a pair of red blades, droplets of blood still dripping from it.

What the fuck does this mean? What kind of sick person would do this?!

Whoever did this is going to pay.

I called the police and an ambulance as they arrived in the nick of time. As my parents' and sister's bodies were placed in the ambulance, I firmly gripped the handle of the blade as tears started to flow freely once again.

I will get my revenge.

I won't stop at nothing until you've felt the pain you made me suffer.

I will find you.


After the ambulance left, Kaoru and Miyako called and said that they were also a victim of such a tragedy. But in their cases, Miyako's grandmother drowned in their outdoor pool. It was horrible; it was beyond humane.

Her grandmother had shackles on her feet and hands that held her submerged underwater. She too had a letter, the killer leaving senbon needles for her.

Kaoru's case wasn't that different. Both of her parents and siblings were stabbed numerous times, leaving them to bleed out in their own rooms. The same things were left at her home; she was given a letter and a samurai sword with a jade green handle.

After the autopsy, scientists confirmed that all murders occurred at around 4:00 pm-6:00 pm. The weapons that were left at the crime scene all had the blood of each of our families, confirming that it is the murder weapon. The police said that there was no force entry, which meant that the killer was willingly put into the house by our families. Other than that, the case went cold with no lead whatsoever.

After hearing about the report, it just made it all the more confusing for all three of us.

After the incident, we were left in the care of our other relatives; me living with my aunt, Kaoru living with her grandfather, and Miyako sharing the mansion with one of her cousins since her parents still had work abroad.

However, after our relatives took us in, things only got complicated by then. Not knowing about our dual life as superheroes, we were torn between telling the truth and coming clean, or remaining secretive about our identity.

It was a hard decision for us.

If things remained the way they should be, no one would ever know about this besides the three of us and the Professor and his family. However, the murder helped us understand the risk of hiding this secret and what consequences it might result to in the future. It was then that we decided, a week after the tragedy, to finally tell the truth.

Telling somebody about our identity will just strain our job even more. And once information like that leaks out, who knows when another psychopath will come for our family once more? But if we didn't say anything, they will never know what dangers are in for them. It was a big risk, but it is for their then, our relatives knew the importance of our duty as heroes. They have sworn to be silent about this matter, never to mention anything about us.

By the time they knew, we needed to be protected and kept under watch by the police and the government most especially. Since we didn't want anyone who was after us to come close to our other relatives, we began to live under the Professor's roof; the Mayor also ensured that our relatives got protection from the police. It was safe, and we are free to use our powers when the situation needed it.

At age 13, we were saving the world from chaos. But at age 14, we lost our family and have come face-to-face with the true sinister world of crime.

Ever since that incident, things just got harder for us.

Due to a request from us to further enhance our abilities in crime fighting, we were put into the National Police Agency, serving as members of the Criminal Affairs Bureau. Because we were still minors, we had to lie about our age with the aid of the mayor and the former Head of the National Police Agency. We were first sworn in as criminal investigators, trying to learn the basic operations they go through in solving crimes.

However, we were then put into a more classified group of investigators in the agency.

No one but the head supervisors within the agency knew about our true identity. They acknowledged our powers as heroes, and they decided to put that into good use. We served at the Criminal Affairs Bureau for five months before we got transferred to a secret branch of the National Police Agency that had people who were just like us.

LUX, the League of the Unknown.

In this organization, people who were anything but ordinary helped with crime fighting in the city. They had strange abilities that were beyond the capabilities of a normal human. They were a secret weapon of the agency. Because of our own powers and status as superheroes, we were more than qualified to be in this organization.

There, we were trained ever harder. Their advanced technologies developed by the people there were used to enhance their abilities, including ours. Our powers got stronger over time as we kept the city safe once again from all crime.

However, just a six months after the incident, crime dropped drastically.

All the usual villains that we fought back then began to disappear for unknown reasons. Since then, we helped the Bureau monitor criminal behaviour all over Tokyo. We apprehended the common types of criminals: robbers, killers, kidnappers, and the like. The three of us had to work and train as investigators, heroes, and students all at the same time ever since. And having to work like that while we were barely fifteen was definitely not easy for us.

And after a few more months since we worked at LUX, the villains came back.

Day after day, a different villain would terrorize Tokyo; whether it be Mojo using his robots or the Ganggreen gang robbing banks, crime never slept when they came back stronger than they were before.

It was all because they were all members of a secret society.

The Ravens in Disguise.

Life seemed to be back to normal then. We did our duty as superheroes in more ways than one to protect the community. We defeated the villains as always, however, things just got stranger as the years went by. We know the R.I.D. is planning something, but we aren't sure what it is yet or what it will do to the city.

One day, we will be able to put a stop to it once and for all.

But now, there was only one thing we were focused on, one thing didn't change in our lives. After five years of crime fighting and investigating, the suspects who were behind our families' murders was still out there. Even with what we've learned, we still haven't found out who did those murders.

Up until now, the deaths of our families still haven't been put to justice.

"Earth to Momoko." I was pulled out of my thoughts as Kaoru stood there snapping her fingers at me. "Calling Momoko, are you there?"

Laughing nervously, I scratched the back of my head. "O-oh, sorry." I apologized, making them raise their eyebrows as they looked at me. As I tried to change the subject, I looked around me until I was able to see their graves.

The Akatsutsumi, Gotokuji and Matsubara family graves were right beside each other, due to the fact that they were all murdered on the same day by the same killer. I glanced over to my friends and I saw that they already went to their respective loved ones' graves. Looking down, I gripped onto the bouquet of flowers and I walked towards my family's grave.

I knelt down to the grave of my parents. I pulled out the bouquet that the professor bought and placed it on top of their grave. I smiled as I stared at their grave.

"Hey, mom and dad." I started, pulling out my diploma. "I've already graduated! I'm even the valedictorian, can you believe it?" I proudly said while plastering a playful smile.

"The girls and I are going to celebrate at home today. I bet it's going to be great..." I felt the tears that were starting to build up. "I miss you guys, you know?" I said, giving out a light giggle.

"I never thought that I'd only have you in my life for a short time. I wish you guys were here with me... That's my only wish." I wiped the first few tears that started falling and I put on a weak smile. "Ever since that day, I always blamed myself for what happened. If I could have just heard something… if I could have just watched over you guys then I could've protected you…"

I grasped the hem of my shirt as I bit my lip. I took a deep breath as I tried to convey the words I wanted to say. "I always wished and hoped that you guys would come home, and then I'll realize it wasn't real, that it was just a nighmare. We'll just laugh like old times and we'll be happy. But I know that it will never happen..."

"But right now, I have to stay strong and still study hard right mom?" I weakly said as I gently stroked the name that was engraved on my mother's grave. "I remember those times that you even had to pull me out of bed, literally. You often scolded me whenever I focused more on boys than my studies. We would always fight because of that. If only you could see how much I've changed since then."

I laughed as I placed my hand on the grave next to her. The one person that I barely talked to, but I truly loved from the very bottom of my heart. "And Dad, even though we don't talk and bond much, I really love you. I love both of you. I know that you guys are looking at me from above. And if you guys are listening, I promise that I will do my best in college. Not just for me, but for you guys."

And just like that, my tears flowed freely. I silently cried for a few more seconds before I wiped it away. I went to my sister's grave and brought out white roses.

"Hey, Kuriko-chan, don't be so hardheaded up in heaven. You're lucky that I can't see you right now." I giggled as I placed my hand on her grave. "I'm just kidding. I brought you your favorite roses. I know that you're not a fan of red ones. You always said that it's too romantic." I gently placed the roses on her grave which had a pink ribbon to tie it together.

I sat in front of her grave, smiling gently. I imagined her sitting in front of me, crossing her arms and sticking her tongue out at me. I remembered her childish voice just constantly annoying me to death. She would tease me, make fun of me, and she would continually mock my other persona, Blossom.

And for me, I would just ignore it and hug her tightly. She would try to get out but I'll hug her tighter. I would tell her how cute she was and mess her hair up. It will take a while, but she eventually hugs back.

How I wish that I felt those same arms hug me back that day...

The day that I desperately tried to convince myself that it was just a dream. The day when I wished they were still alive.

And as the image of Kuriko laughing in front of me started to fade, I slowly lowered my hand to gently caress the roses that I gave her.

"I still remember that time when you told me that you love white roses because you believed that it was prettier and more meaningful than the red ones. I remember that time when a boy from your school gave you red roses. You almost put him in a coma" I giggled once again. As I stopped touching the roses, I stared at my sister's grave. I felt the tears flowing as I said the things that I should've told her even if we would never stop fighting.

"I miss you lil' sis." I started. "Your cute braids, your cute smile, and our evening fights. I promise that I'll do my best for you. Not only for you but for Mom and Dad too. For now, stay with mom and dad and don't be a troublemaker up in heaven."

I giggled as I looked up to the sky. "I know you didn't deserve this; none of you did. But I promise that I will bring justice to every one of you. You guys mean everything to me. I love you, Kuriko. I always have. You will always be my little sister." I gently caressed her name that was engraved on her grave, smiling.

Standing up, I brought out a pair of candles from my pocket as I went to my parents' grave. I brought out a lighter and I lit a candle for her and my parents. After that, I bid my goodbyes as I wiped the tears from my face.

After I said my farewells, I slowly walked away from my loved ones' graves. I looked over to Miyako and I saw her praying silently. Her grandmother's grave had blue flowers and a blue lit candle. I could see from the corner of my eye that a tear has escaped from her eyes as it stained her angelic face.

When Miyako was done praying, I now focused my eyes on Kaoru.

She had just finished praying just like Miyako and was now walking back to us. Her parents' grave had pink roses and Kaoru left her dad's wrestling mask beside it. Her brothers' grave had two lit green candles and a soccer ball. I lightly giggled at Kaoru's present to her brothers, but I understand why. Behind all their sibling fights, I know that Kaoru really loves her brothers deeply. And I know that soccer was the siblings' favorite sport.

"Ready to go?" The professor asked. I glanced over my shoulder as I saw Miyako and Kaoru already behind me. All three of us nodded as we left the cemetery and went in the car. As the engine started, I took one last look at the cemetery.

I will find out who did these to you. I promise that I will get my revenge on them.

Goodbye Mom, Dad, Kuriko.


Third Person's P.O.V. / Narrative P.O.V.

After a thirty-minute drive, the professor, Ken, Peach and the girls returned safe and sound to the lab. After getting out of the car, Ken stepped onto the porch and placed his hand on the hand scanner. A few beeps were heard and the doors were opened. Suddenly, Peach jumped onto Ken's shoulder.

"Next time it's my turn to use the hand scanner. I never get my turn, da wan!" Peach pouted as the rest giggled at their pooch's sudden outburst.

The doors led to a really elegant and furnished living room. As a reward for keeping the city away from harm, the mayor gave the Powerpuff Girls Z a reward. And by reward, I mean a full renovation on the lab.

Their enormous living room had an 80-inch plasma TV that was surrounded by five Italian leather couches. In the middle, just in front of the TV was an antique but expensive coffee table. A beautiful crystal chandelier adorned the living room's ceiling giving it a nice glow. Just beside the TV, a glass shelf held memories. It was filled with trophies, pictures, and figurines. And, to complete the majestic room, a large fish tank was placed just to separate the living room and the kitchen. It had various fish and had the prettiest fish tank decorations you can imagine, courtesy of our own Miyako Gotokuji.

The girls placed their bags on one of the couches as they made their way to the elevator. But before they could place their foot in, the Professor made an announcement.

"Get yourselves pampered up while I get the surprise ready." The Professor said with a gentle smile.

"Make yourself the highlight of the party!" Ken said giving a thumbs up.

"Be the prettiest ones! Da wan!" Peach exclaimed with joy. Momoko and Kaoru giggled as Miyako had hearts in her eyes.

"Of course we will! Now girls, get your butts in the elevator! Hurry!" Miyako exclaimed as she pushed her friends towards the elevator.

"Miyako wai—!" Momoko was unable to finish her sentence as Miyako literally ran as fast as she could and pushed her friends in the elevator. Her action made the two girls trip and on their faces.

After letting out a few groans and grunts, they lifted up their faces which showed an irritated red head and a really mad raven haired girl that glared at their hyper and bubbly friend. Miyako stuck out her tongue and did a peace sign.

"Sorry!" She apologized as she helped her friends get up. Momoko and Kaoru dusted off their clothes and quickly fixed their hair. "Now let's go! I'm excited!" Miyako said as she pressed a button that closed the elevator doors.

As she pressed the number 3 button, they all began to ascend to their rooms to get ready for their Graduation celebration.


Unknown P.O.V.

I tapped my nails on the red velvet glass table impatiently. I started to get irritated as the clock continued to tick, making me glare at the bright red door in front of me.

That monkey is taking way too long!

I clawed my hair in frustration, and as I lifted my face, I looked over towards the glass picture frame that was in arm's reach from me. I took it, gently caressing the sides of it. My eyes grew soft as I looked at him; his eyes made me feel like I was in a trance while his captivating smile completely allured me as if it was a magnet.

Oh, my love, just you wait, I will get you back! And we will destroy those brats once and for all.

As I looked at the picture longer, I couldn't help but feel angrier, and angrier.

I still remember the day he lost to those fucking brats. And that day was when I swore that I will get my revenge!

I clenched the picture in my hand as I threw a pink fireball at the nearest lamp, engulfing it in my flames. All there was left were ashes, scattered on the dark tile floor. I placed the picture frame back in its place as I leaned back on my leather chair, hoping to relieve myself from the immense stress I was feeling.

The plan is almost complete, but my agents are dropping fast. It wouldn't be long before I would be able to get my revenge. Although, a few more recruits would be essential. If ever the number of agents I have continue to keep dropping, it wouldn't be long before the entire plan will become a complete failure.

Just then, a huge smirk plastered upon my face; something has caught my interest for the last few days, and I know that now is the right time.

The telephone on my desk suddenly beeped, "Your highness, Sir Jojo is here."

Well, it's about time!

"MOJO!" I shouted as I angrily punched my table, rattling all the objects that were on it. With no time to lose, monkey face burst through the doors, a bit frazzled as he panted heavily. As I laid my eyes on him, I couldn't help but grimace at his appearance.

Has this monkey ever heard of a shower?

His stench was already starting to irritate my nostrils!

He outgrew his humongous purple cape and replaced it with a leather overall with spikes. His fur wasn't any better. It was longer than ever. And those horrid red eyes of him didn't help him look any less attractive than he already is. He should be thankful that I didn't burn him for his lack of hygiene. I merely needed him for his capability of making robots and countless contraptions. Nothing more, nothing less.

He had a scowl on his face, but there was still a hint of nervousness in his eyes as he looked in my direction. "How may I be of service to you, your highness?" Mojo asked as he got down on one knee.

I simply crossed my arms as I leaned back more on my chair. I gave the pathetic monkey a light glare before I placed both of my feet on the glass table. "Is my little baby complete yet?" I asked, glaring more intensely.

"I'm afraid we have to start over, your highness."

"What?!" Standing up in shock, I grabbed a small figurine and threw it at him. The fucker simply dodged it but his eyes went wide at me. "What do you mean you have to start over?!" Flames erupted from my hair and my hands bore pink flames. I glared at him furiously, making him tremble in fear.

"The latest experiment currently failed and we clearly have to start over, your highness." He said. "We have immediately started working on it again. My lackeys are working on it as we speak!"

I began to rub my temples as I sat back in my chair. "Just make it quick! We need it to be a success!" I exclaimed. "The day is already a few months away! We only have one shot at this. If we fail, I will kill all of you."

He gulped nervously, starting to tremble in his place. "I expect it to be complete weeks prior to that day. And if I don't have it by then, well, you already what's going to be the punishment, right?"

"Yes, your highness. I will get to it right away." As he tried to leave, I appeared at the entrance, forcefully shutting the door behind me. He was startled, making him take a step back.

"You won't be getting away that easily now," I said, snickering. "How are the new recruits?" I asked, walking towards him slowly.

He backed away, cautiously placing his arms in front of him in a defensive position. "I-I have been t-told that three of them are coming over tomorrow." He replied. "I have already given them the directions they needed to find our headquarters, along with the essential password.

"Are these three the ones – presumably – created by Professor Jones?"

"Yes, your highness." He said. "I was told that they'll be here in the morning. I've already ordered Sedusa to be their guide."

Chuckling, I licked my teeth in anticipation. "Good," I said. "Very good."

Walking back to my table, Mojo stood still in his place. As I sat down, I was about to say something, but Mojo beat me to it. "Are you sure that these recruits can be trusted, your Highness? Mojo feels wary about them."

I scoffed, "I don't care if they are what they say they are. I am always careful with the ones I handpick as recruits." I answered. "I have my own suspicions about them. However, I am in desperate need of agents right now. If anything seems off about the recruits, I'll keep my own personal eye on them. For now, let's just wait on the results of their VPI after their test in the organization."

I opened one of my drawers as I pulled out a bunch of files. After grabbing a bunch of them, I threw it in front of Mojo. As he bent down to get it, he looked at me in confusion.

"What are these, your highness?"

"Those are the needed information for the new experiment. Anything you need is right there. I don't need any of your men interrupting me here for questions." I said. "Some of the files there are also on the Powerpuff Girls Z. Recent sightings, and recent scans on all three of them.

He opened the folder, looking through the files. "Shall I share this information to other agents?"

"This information is strictly for the top agents of this organization." I answered. "I have already told them what they need to do with this. I expect you to deliver it to them right away."

"Yes, your highness."

"You are dismissed!" Mojo nodded and went out of my office. I clenched my claws hard and I glared intently at the door.

Just you wait, little Powerpuff Girls.

I will not rest until I can feel your blood dripping from these hands.

I will not rest until I've killed you.


And that, my dear readers, is how we're going to start of this story! Finally I have updated the first few chapters to get you briefed on ALL the things that have happened during the five year time skip.

You will learn more details of certain things as we go on with the story (obviously) but with this new and revised version of chapter one, I hope that I was able to help you fully understand the background story of the girls for now. In later chapters, you will also get to know people that have also been a part of that five year skip and how the main characters were able to change over time.

Other than that, that's pretty much it!

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~Disastress