This story takes place right at the end of the episode "Speed Demon" of The Powerpuff Girls and in Justice League cartoon world. There will also be some characters from Young Justice.

This chapter might seem a little dark. I just couldn't help myself cause I'm a sadist :) This will be a fluffy and happy story though.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own the Powerpuff Girls, Justice League or Young Justice.


They were cornered.

Even as they watched as HIM transformed into a monstrous demon, a foe more terrifying than anything they've ever faced before; things that could only belong in their worst nightmares were closing in on them.

Except that they weren't dreaming, and this-this was definitely not a nightmare. It was something far more horrifying: reality.

Clawed, disfigured hands were reaching out for them, threatening to pull them in and tear at their flesh. They huddled together, their backs against each other and they could only watch with frightened eyes as the army of human-zombies came at them from every directions. Even though each and everyone of the people in that advancing crowd still drew breath and their hearts still beat, their appearances are those that belonged to ghouls and spirits, the kind of creature that dwelled in Hell. That description was probably not that much of a stretch, not with those bloodshot, soulless eyes that stared straight ahead, unmoving or those fragmented sentences that were repeated over and over again emotionlessly, with a faint echo of something that might have been accusation or anger, but even those basic feeling could be registered in those broken minds no longer.

Those terrible beings were still moving forward slowly towards the three little figures that were trapped in the middle of the circle. The trio was frozen solid, rooted to the ground by fear. They had enough strength and ability to knock down every last one of those who were attacking them, kick their foes to the other side of the planet, and if they chose to flee, they could easily do that also, for they can run and fly at the speed of light. Nothing would be able to stop them. But they weren't moving. They couldn't. They weren't doing anything but watching the scene unfolding in front of them.

"This is all your fault! YOUR FAULT!"

They couldn't take it anymore. A hair-raising scream penetrated the air and went on for a few moment before they realized that it came from one of their own. They clapped their hands over their ears to block out all the blames and spitting out repetitive words of denial.

"NO! NO!"

They shut their eyes firmly and wished desperately with all their heart that they would wake up from this impossible illusion.

No such luck. There was no waking up because there was no illusion. Everything around them: the ruined building, the human-zombies, the scene of the Apocalypse…, they were all undeniably real.

It was more of a frantic need to get away than actual conscious thought that lifted their feet off the ground. They held each other hands and floated upward, tear streaming down their faces. There was only one way out for them.

They shot up straight into space, faster than light, faster than any speed they've traveled at before. They flew and flew, away from their pursuer and the leftover of their derelict world. Then, they suddenly skidded to a halt before plunging down. Ten feet away from hitting the earth, they were engulfed in a flash of light. The trio disappeared, vanishing from this time and dimension as well.


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