Meaning

Chapter 1 Weakest One

Disclaimer: I do not own The Powerpuff Girls. But I do own the plot/story line because I made that up with my brain. No copyright intended.

Cough, cough, cough. I groan and roll onto my side. I have a splitting headache and my whole body feels sore and on fire. I sit myself up and try to stand. I clench my jaw and close my eyes tight as the pain intensifies as I get to my feet. I breathe out shakily as I stand and lean against a building. I look all around me, my sisters are bloodied, beaten and unconscious. Well almost, I see Blossom awake still and trying to prop herself up on her elbow. But Brick comes at her quick and kicks her in the head then she goes deathly still. Despite my pain I rush at him, I am the fastest out of all of them, I push him into a building far away with as much force that I can muster. I kneel down, more like drop down near my sister. I check her vitals and airway like I learned in health class. She's going to be alright. I sigh of relief. I brush her red-orange bangs from her face.

I see a gash along her left cheek dry with blood and a bruise on her chin. Thanks to Chemical X she's starting to heal. I gently set her down, moving her head off my lap. Her blood added to my clothes but I don't care, at least she'll be alright.

I stand back up weekly, I stumble a little but I'm quick to compose myself. I can feel myself healing, slowly, but healing. I thank Professor everyday for giving me and my sisters shots of Chemical X every week because if he didn't, well I wouldn't be here. I get hurt the most because I'm the weakest. I don't deny it, I am weak, I've never been that strong enough in a fist fight besides it's just who I am and I've accepted that part of me. I locate Buttercup, who's only a few feet from where Blossom was in an alley. I make sure she's alright just like I did with Blossom, I notice her about to wake up soon so I slump down against a wall in an abandoned alley next to Buttercup to rest my aching body. Brick found me and was furious, because I got the better of him. I smirked in my small victory. He came towards me and pulled me up roughly and pinned me to the wall.

"You are going to regret that." he sneered.

"Oh, I am, am I?" I asked being sarcastic.

He smirked wickedly at me, "Yes." he whispered.

Then next thing I know I'm wincing in pain as I take a huge piece of glass out of my leg because Brick threw me in a window. Brick and his brother's join with beating me up. With every blow I take, I weakly try to fight back, and I manage to sit myself up a little. Butch kicks my side, I hit the pavement, my head becoming a splitting migraine. It's like a never ending construction site is pounding away at my skull. I wince, I pull my legs up to me, in a sort of fetal position and sit myself up, putting my head in my hands.

"Awe, is little Bubbles going to cry." Butch taunted in a baby voice.

I looked up at him, defiance in my eyes. I make a scuffle as I stand back up.

"No, I wouldn't waste my tears on you." I spat at him, my voice small and firm.

His jaw clenched, "Bitch." he said, then I was cole-knocked in the head, I hit the pavement again.

I could have moved out of the way and take out his legs by dropping and swinging my leg in the pit of the knees to take him down, but I didn't. Buttercup and Blossom have taught me to fight some but I'm not a fighter. I only fight when I feel threatened or feel the need to. And yeah, I should feel threatened by the Ruff's but I'm so used to them beating me up for their own amusement by now that I don't feel the need to defend myself. It's a sad truth, but the truth. I slowly try to sit back up, but I yelled out it bone crushing pain then I fell back on the pavement. I cringe when I make myself sit back up, it's like pulling a ton ice block out of a glacier with nothing but some rope and your own strength.

Boomer smirks at me, "Didn't get enough of us yet?" he taunted striking me down.

I glared back at him as blood tears down from the open gash, he gave me. I feel the tingle of the Chemical X healing my cheek almost instantly.

"Oh, c'mon. You are so boring, Blossom would have put up a better fight than you." Butch said kicking dirt in my face.

I close my eyes, then glare at him I can feel my eyes darkening. No one, no one threatens my family. They can do whatever the hell they want with me, but no one harms my family.

"Ooh, look. She doesn't like it when you threaten Blossom." Boomer says then laughs, I glare at him.

You bet to hell I don't. I stood back up too fast but I ignored the searing pain on my bruised and beaten body. "Never threaten my sister in front of me." I said with a cold firmness that made them all flinch.

"Oh ho ho, what are you gonna do about it, Bubbsie?" Butch taunted looming over me.

I narrowed my eyes at him, "Whatever I have to do." I said.

Butch stepped back and had his arms spread wide open, "What about if I do something now? Like oh I don't know, make sure Blossom stays down." he said.

I glanced at Blossom's still form, the slightest rise and fall of her chest, it almost looks as if she's sleeping.

"Don't you dare hurt her." I warned.

"What are you-"

He started but didn't get to finish as I flew at him faster than the speed of light and sucker punched him in the jaw at just the right spot for me to dislocate it for a moment. As Butch re-pivoted his jaw he looks at me in surprise.

"Gotta say, Blondie, I was not expecting that." he said sounding amused.

I frowned, and rubbed my bleeding knuckles. The scabs just formed on them an hour ago and by hitting Butch with a lot of force, I reopened the scabs.

"I told you to never threaten my sisters in front of me. It's not my fault you wouldn't listen." I said.

He growled at me and struck me across the face, this time I stood my ground, I did not allow my knees to buckle from under me. I just stared back at him, frowning, defiance still glowing in my eyes.

"Do you feel strong now, little Bubbles?" he sneered at me.

"No, I don't need to feel strong to know I have beaten you." I said my voice calm and steady but hold my own.

I guess Butch doesn't like it when I stand up to him. It clearly shows with the look on his face, he comes at me, punches me in the face and throws me to the hard pavement. He kicked me in the side and I kicked out at his legs causing him to lose his balance enough for me to get back up and knock him down. That only infuriated him, he got back up quickly and picked me up by squeezing my neck. I couldn't breathe, his grip around my neck was too strong, I could feel myself get light headed about to pass out.

"Boomer, stop him." Brick ordered.

Boomer shot lightning at Butch as it's one of his powers, the bolt landed on Butch's back and caused him to let go and I fell to the pavement. Brick knelt down to me and carefully set me up, I opened my eyes and frowned at him in confusion, he's being gentle with me, I'm pretty sure that would throw anyone off. He lifted my chin so I could meet his eyes, I closed them tight at the pain of moving my neck, but I reopened them a single tear falling from my eyes.

"Why are you so damn weak, Bubbles?" he asked me cocking his head to the side in curiosity.

"Because being strong doesn't mean anything to me." I said looking into his crimson eyes.

He dropped my chin, and ordered, "Let's go." to his brothers.

They followed, Butch looked back at me and growled, I glared back at him. Then they were out of sight, I gather whatever strength I have left to drag/fly my sister's home. I crash through the front door then as Professor runs to me he tells me to 'hold on' as my eyelids flutter. Then all I see is darkness.