Wilter Flower
Chapter 1
Life is Unfair
I smiled at my sisters, as we flew on our way to school. My auburn hair waving in as I rush to the middle school with my sisters. When we arrived Buttercup was there first, looking smug as me and Bubbles arrived.
"I told you I was fastest!" Buttercup bragged, a smirk on her face.
"Did you ever think we may have been easy on you?" I ask, and Buttercup's face falls.
"Bloss, why do you have to take the fun out of everything?" She pouts, and we walk into the classroom. Thats when everything went horribly wrong.
There was an explosion, and screaming, so much screaming.
"Blossom!" Bubbles screamed, as I searched franticly for the kind-hearted blonde.
"Bloss!" Buttercup screamed in agony, and it made my heart jump. I need to find them! God please let me find them! I prayed as I soared around the rubble searching for my sisters. I could smell the sickening smell of blood, as I searched for the ones I love. I saw small bodies in the rubble. They were my former classmates, all of them dead. I saw two standing figures, but couldn't tell who it was due to the smoke, and dust in the air.
"Bubbles? Buttercup?" I called out, as I inched closer to the figures. The closer I got the more it looked like my sisters. "Girls." I smiled, then my heart dropped.
I wanted to find them. But not like this.
A blood curdling scream echoed throughout the town, as I stared at the mangled bodies of my sisters. Or at least, what was left of them. Their arms were torn off, and there was a metal pipe through each of their stomachs. Their eyes were open, and their mouths open in a silent scream. Their eyes were glazed over, and I felt my stomach lurch.
"G-Girls." I sobbed, as I fell to my knees. Blood, my sisters blood, covered my legs. I felt my body shaking, but couldn't stop it. I felt as the warm tears streamed down my cheeks, as I looked at my sisters hanging lifeless in front of me. "GIRLS!" I scream, clutching my head, as it pounds.
6 Years Later
Narrator's POV
"Help! Oh god! Someone, please help me!" A scream echoes through the streets of Townsville. In an ally, a young blonde girl is cornored by two strange men. The girl stares at her attackers, her green eyes filled with fear.
"Shut up!" The man on the right growls, a switch blade in his hand.
"Yeah. If you don't we might just kill you." The other man says, and the girl shakes before them. The girl desperatly looks around for a means of excape, but sees none. "Doing things like these are easy, since the Powerpuff girls died a few years back." The man says, smirking. "You know they say the oldest sister never died, but ran away." He tells the other man, who smirks as well. "They say she ran away because she killed her sisters. That she wanted to be the only hero." He chuckles, advancing on the poor girl.
"Its not like criminals to gossip." A voice says from above them, and the three in the ally look up shocked. Three floating boys were in above them, one dressed in red, one in green, and the other in blue. The Rowdyruff Boys.
"Brick, I didn't know the leader killed her sisters." Boomer says, looking at the red boy in shock. "Why would she do that? Didn't she love them or something?" He asks.
"Stupid, its just a rumor. Nobody really knows what happened." Butch growls, giving Boomer a swift smack in the back of the head. "Plus if the puff was alive, don't you think we would have seen her by now?" Butch ask, and Boomer nods in agreement.
"Are you guys gonna try and stop us?" One of the men below asked, and Brick looked down at them. He looked from the men, to the girl, and then to his brothers.
"What do you guys think?" Brick asks, arms crossed. "Do we save her, or do we watch?" He finishes, and Butch smirks. Brick looks down once more, and shakes his head. "Nope. You may continue." He says, and watches in amusement.
"Help! Oh god! Please help me!" The girl screams, watching in terror as the men come closer to her. The man with the knife grabs the girl's arm, and shoves her against the cold ally wall. "HELP!" She screams once more, and suddenly there is a flash of pink. Two muffled screams are heard, and before you can blink the two attackers are on the ground dead. The young blonde girl stares in shock, and looks up at the boys. "D-Did you..." She asks, and the boys have there eyes narrowed. The girl runs away, not wanting to risk the boys turning on her.
"Did you guys see that?" Brick asks, as they sit down on their couch.
"Yeah, do you think it was the puff?" Butch ask, and Brick shrugs.
"Guys we need to go to school!" Boomer complains, and his brothers sigh.
"Why did we agree to go to school again?" Butch asks, and Boomer frowns.
"You guys agreed for the hot girls, remember?" Boomer says, and the boys nod. "Lets go." He finishes, and the boys fly to the highschool.
Brick's POV
I sit at my desk in the back, and put my feet on the top of it. Nobody bothers to stare at me, since we have been attending school for a couple of years now. The teacher who doesn't interest me, stands in the front a annoyingly sweet smile on her wrinkly face.
"Attention class, we have a new student." She says, and everyone continues to chatter. Ha. She acts like anyone cares. I think, a smirk on my face. "Just come in sweety, they aren't going to pay attention." She sighs, and the door opens. Black hair is the first thing I notice. The girl looks about 5'3", and has a petite hourglass figure. She is in a grey hoodie, black jeans, and black tennis shoes. Her jet black hair is swaying behind her, and her eyes are covered by sunglasses, keeping me from seeing her face very well. The class grows silent at the sight of the new student, but the girl seems unfazed. "Please tell the class your name dear." The teacher says, and the girl looks at her for a moment.
"My name is Violet." She mutters, looking at the ground.
"Well Violet, please take a seat next to Brick in the back." The teacher instructs, and Violet nods. She walks over, and sits next to me. Most people would have complained, but not her. She didn't seem scared by me at all, it almost made me wonder if she knew who I am. She must not know about me, or else she wouldn't have sat here without a problem. If she knew she would was been scar-
"Can you quit staring at me?" Violet demands, and even though I can't see her eyes I know she is glaring at me. Yep. She doesn't know who I am. I smirk, and lean towards her.
"Don't you know who your talking to?" I ask, and she scowls at me. "I'm Brick Jojo." I say, and wait for her to run in terror, only she doesn't.
"So?" She asks, raising an eyebrow at me, not impressed. I curse at her under my breath, and sit back in my seat. Stupid bitch, wait until I show her later.
"Give me your money nerd!" Butch growls, towering over a small boy with glasses. I sigh, and shake my head in annoyance. Just like any other day.
"Leave him alone." A female voice growls, and I turn surpised. Violet was between the small boy, and Butch. Everyone gasps, shocked by the girls bravery.
"Excuse me?" Butch asks, glaring at the black haired girl in front of him.
"I said." She starts, looking away for a moment. "Leave him alone!" She yells, taking a step towards Butch. Bad move. I think, when I see Butch smirk.
"You are awfully pretty, would be terrible if something was to happen to you." He growls, but Violet stands her ground. "Now move, or I'm gonna punch you!" He demands. Violet looks down, and Butch smirks triumphantly.
"Fuck you!" She yells, looking at Butch. Butch's eye twitches, and I sigh. Stupid girl, see you in hell. I think, and turn to walk away. There is a loud crash, then several screams. I turn towards Butch, who was smirking like a idiot.
"Think I killed her." He mutters, looking at the giant whole in the school. I chuckle and shake my head. We turn and start walking away, when we hear several shocked gasps. Butch is suddenly slammed into the ground, and I look behind us shocked.
"Nope, not dead." She says, and my eyes widen. A black wig, and broken sunglasses in her hand. Her pink eyes glared at me, as he auburn hair waved behind her. "What is it Brick?" She smirks, as I stare at her. "You look like you've seen a ghost."