Author's Note:

Second chapter! Thanks so much to all of you who have read my story, reviewed it, and followed/favorite it. I really appreciate it.

In this chapter, the boys get transformed. And after becoming vampires, they drink from some unfortunate victims. It's a bit dark so if that kind of thing bothers you, skip that part.

Hope you enjoy and God Bless!

Chapter 1: Transformation into a Nightmare

Brick's POV:

Christy Mathewson once said, "You can learn little from victory. You can learn everything from defeat." Defeat always serves a purpose. Even though it's humiliating and horrible, you always gain something. Now, some people's pride, like mine for instance, does not take well to a blow like that. I hate being defeated. Absolutely hate it. But it also makes my determination to win that much stronger.

When we were defeated ten years ago, it was degrading. But through that, my desire for revenge against the PowerPuff Girls has heightened tremendously. I trained relentlessly for hours and hours each day, building up my strength and stamina. I became better, stronger, and faster.

My brothers felt the same way. Boomer was tired of being looked down upon for being dumb. So he studied, he observed. Eventually, he became actually quite smart. Nothing near my intelligence of course, but much smarter than he had been.

After a couple of... disastrous incidents, it came to Butch's attention that he needed to be a bit more discreet. With a lot of help, and I mean a lot, Butch increased his self-control and limited the number of super-powered blowouts.

We were now seventeen and devastating. We lived in a mansion of the outskirts of Citysville. It was a run-down dump when we found it, with the wooden floors cracked, the windows broken, and pretty much every fixture ruined. Through hard work (and money that we stole from people) the place got fixed up pretty quickly. No one knew where it was because it was hidden in the dense forest. No one bothered us so life was good. All until that fateful Saturday night.

I was in my room, reading some articles about our previous crimes. Satisfaction welled up within me at seeing the destruction we had caused.

Butch slammed my door open, and walked right into my room.

"What's up bro?" he asked with that mischievous smirk on his face. He leaned against the doorframe

"Ever heard of knocking?" I asked sarcastically, not looking up from my laptop.

"Heard of it? Yeah? Care to do it? Hell, no" he retorted. I sighed and turned to face him because Butch would not leave until he was satisfied. "What do you want?"

"Let's go into town tonight. I'm bored and it's been a while since we stirred up trouble." He stated. It's true. It has been a while since the RowdyRuff boys committed a crime. Seeing the promise in that, I decided to go along with it.

"Alright, get Boomer ready. We'll leave within the hour." I conceded. "Sweet"

What could we do? We were running low on funds, so a robbery would be a good idea. Yelling to my brothers that a robbery was in order and to grab the gear, I went to my closet to get my personal stuff. For a bit, my brothers and I planned and got the stuff together.

Thirty minutes later found my two brothers and I flying over to Citysville to go cause some havoc.

We arrived to Citysville in a couple of minutes. We landed in a dark, back alleyway. There was one man towards the front of it. He had his back turned to us, but when we landed, he turned around.

The man wore a dark black jacket and jeans. As he turned around to face us, the moonlight cast its glow on his face.

He had a pale complexion and slight bags under his eyes. A fairly decent looking man, he had high cheekbones and a strong jaw. What caught me the most, were his eyes. They looked very dark, almost black in their color. Black with hunger.

A unintentionally shiver traveled up my spine when I saw those eyes and I took a step back. My instincts were flaring, telling me to get away from this man. That self-protective instinct that all creatures have was making itself known in my mind.

Now, I'm not a coward by any means but this guy, he had enough edge to him to make me, Brick, leader of the RowdyRuff Boys, a little uneasy.

Masking my slight unease with indifference, I discreetly gave my brothers the signal to keep moving. We weren't going to mess with this guy.

However, before we could walk away, the guy came over to us. Seeing that he was heading our way, we stopped and stood our ground. The RRB aren't afraid of one guy. He may have made us uncomfortable but we weren't afraid.

"Three young, strong men. You'll be perfect." He said in an oily voice. Perfect? For what? Who does this crazy think he is?

"Listen you, I don't know who you think you are, but my brothers and I aren't doing anything with you. We're the RowdyRuff Boys and we don't work with anyone." I forcibly stated.

The man simply stared at us after that statement. For a little bit, I thought I'd deterred him. And then, he started smirking. It wasn't a mischievous smirk, it was an evil, determined smirk. My stomach dropped when I saw it.

"What makes you think you guys have a choice?" he asked.

"What-"Butch started to say and then everything happen so quickly, we hardly had time to react. The man shot out in a blur, grabbed my green-clad brother by the shirt and threw him into the brick wall with surprising strength. Boomer and I eyes widened from our disbelief. The whole confrontation took a couple of seconds and Butch was the strongest out of all of us. And yet, this guy got past his defenses and threw him a good distance like a rag doll.

Next, the guy targeted Boomer. Trying to use his speed to his advantage, he ran at the guy as quickly as he could.

This guy was faster. And Boomer is no slow dude.

He kicked out with his right leg and swept Boomer's out from under him. While Boomer was falling, he kicked out his left leg, caught Boomer in the stomach and brought him down.

He had now taken down my two super powered brothers with hardly any effort. I was the only one still standing with Butch and Boomer just barely conscious.

The guy turned towards me and stalked over. I prepared myself to fight this guy using my skills. Unfortunately, I wasn't so confident after seeing his powerful defeat of my brothers. He zipped up to me and I swung a punch, hopefully trying to make contact with some part of him.

I wasn't lucky.

He dodged my punch and responded with one of his own. Right to my face.

I saw stars for a couple of seconds and then the pain registered in my brain. It hurt like hell and was surely going to leave some bruises later on. He then followed up with a quick punch to the torso which pushed me back several feet and forced me to fall hard onto the cement.

When my head cleared a bit, the first thought that came to my head was, how did he do that? How did this man beat three super powered criminals? How was he stronger than us?

Dizzy and disoriented, I could just barely make out the outline of this incredibly strong man as he neared me. Every breath hurt as my chest burned. If it hadn't been for my superhuman body, I was certain I would be near death. My bones hurt, and I could feel the bruises on my battered body. Who was this guy? How was he so strong that he could take down three, strong, young, superhuman boys within seconds?

"What are you?" I gasped out. My energy was decreasing rapidly, it was a chore just to look at him. Lifting my head off the ground, he tilted my neck up towards his mouth.

"Since you're about to become one, it's only fair you know. I'm a vampire, Brick and soon you will be too."

My heart rapidly beating after hearing that statement, I opened my mouth to yell out, curse him, anything I could do but he plunged his teeth into my smooth skin.

I yelled out as I felt his teeth scrape my neck and force his venom in. At first, I felt nothing. Then, as he dropped my head and moved off to take care of my brothers, I felt the pain.

I've never felt pain this bad before in my life. White-hot fire spread through my veins like a torrent. No cell was left alone, every inch was covered. Toes, feet, legs, torso, arms, neck, head; nothing was spared in the fire's relentless torture. I couldn't think of anything except for the pain. Writhing and screaming until my throat was hoarse, I pleaded for this torture to end. I wanted something, anything to take away this pain. It entered my heart and it was all-consuming. Once the poisonous venom entered my life-pumping organ, the torture increased if that was even possible. I could feel the venom push through my veins with every beat of my heart. It was horrific in every way possible.

I don't know how long my brothers and I lay in that dirty alleyway, twitching and crying out. It felt like an eternity to me and all sense of time was lost. I'm surprised my brothers and I didn't die from the pain alone. But the venom was meant to keep us alive and transform us.

Finally, mercifully, the heat and pain started to abide. The fire died down, leaving blessed relief in its place. Is it over? I thought to myself. Has the torture ended? After a few moments, all the pain and fire completely dissipated. Adjusting to the lack of pain, I was startled to feel… incredible. My muscles felt stronger, my body felt less vulnerable. I felt indestructible.

I blinked open my eyes to see a much clearer world than the one I left. My sight was sharper, honing in on details naked to the human eye. I could hear cars traveling on the highway, a mile away. The smells of the garbage in the cans next to us, were incredibly potent and I wrinkled my nose in disgust.

Pushing up on my elbows, I lifted myself off the ground. Somehow I knew that hardly anything would be a challenge anymore. Moving was easy and graceful. My brothers were finishing up their transformation it looked like. Glancing around, I looked for the monster who transformed us. While this new body was incredible, no one hurt the RowdyRuff Boys and got away with it. I was in the mood to give him a good old-fashioned helping of RRG revenge. Fortunately for him, there was no sign of him anywhere.

Soon, I felt a hunger pool in my stomach; I wanted blood. And I wanted it now. I'm sure my brothers felt the same way.

Butch and Boomer had gotten up and were examining their new bodies. Boomer eyes were wild with bewilderment and Butch's eyes were lit up with excitement.

"Guys, we're now vampires and we're thirsty. We need to feed. Let's go" I stated. I closed my eyes and let my instincts take over. There were a group of people a couple of blocks over, away from everyone else. Perfect targets for us to feed off of.

My brothers and I quickly took off with our newfound speed towards our victims. At this point, the thirst in my throat had been unbearable. It had become a necessity that I satisfy my thirst lest I go crazy.

As we ran, I found that we could move scary fast and that movement hardly took any effort at all. Objects, people, and sounds blurred past us as we darted through dark alleyways and narrow pathways. We moved far too fast for any human to see.

Just moments later, and a few blocks from where we were standing, we saw the group of people. There were six people: three girls and three boys. They had drinks in their hand and by the expressions on their faces and the way they walked, they were dead drunk. Intoxicated people were always easy because they weren't at their full capability.

In too much thirst to think straight we bolted out from the shadows and jumped on the unsuspecting humans. At first, they tried to fight back, tried being the key word here, but that didn't work well for them. Not only were we vampires, but we were super-powered vampires. They didn't stand a chance. The girls tried to scream out but a quick hit to the head shut them up. The guys put up a tiny bit more of a fight but soon they were down for the count. All six were eventually laying on the ground moaning and begging for mercy.

The Ruffs didn't give mercy.

Boomer gave his victims a quick and easy death. Two quick flicks of the wrist and two of the girls were dead, their necks snapped. They fell to the ground like rocks and Boomer quickly bit into the first girl, draining her dry. His first hunt and he was drinking like a parched man. He finished her quickly and moved on to the second girl.

Butch choose two more challenging opponents, two of the guys. Leave it to Butch, even when he's mad with thirst, he always goes for the tougher opponents. He was a bit more sadistic in his feeding. He simply crashed their skulls into the pavement, leaving them barely alive and then biting into their necks. After a few moments, the first guy was dead and the other was next.

And that left me with the last boy and girl. They must have seen what happened to their companions because they were trembling before me, begging for mercy. I turned a deaf ear on their pleas and grabbed the girl by her neck. I didn't even kill her before I bit into her neck, sucking her delicious life's essence.

My first taste of blood was glorious. Her blood had a slight alcoholic taste to it, but it was delicious none the less. It was warm, tasty, and satisfying. I quickly sucked in the blood, gulp by gulp until there was nothing left. My thirst still not quenched, I moved onto the final victim, the last male. His blood didn't taste as good but it eased my thirst.

After I finished drinking, I dropped his body to the ground and surveyed the scene. Six bodies littered the floor and my brothers looked satisfied.

With the first hunt done, a wonderful thought popped into my head. Now that we were vampires, the Puffs didn't stand a chance. We could take care of them tonight and our quest for revenge would be over.

"Boys, I think it's time we paid a certain trio of girls a visit, don't you think?" Boomer smiled darkly and Butch had a malicious smirk on his face. "Let's do it." They replied.

Leaving the bodies where they were, we flew off towards Townsville to find our arch rivals.

Townsville hadn't changed much in the ten years since we were there. The people still seemed to lead happy lives confident in their belief that the girls would save them. After tonight, that belief would be shattered as the girls would die.

After flying around for a couple of minutes, we heard a conversation between three girls down below. I looked down to see none other than the PowerPuff girls walking below and talking. Smirking to myself, I signaled to my brothers that the girls were down below. Strangely though, I felt a strange pull towards Blossom, almost as if we had a special connection. Shaking it off, I dove towards her.

My brothers and I zoomed in towards the girls with blazing speed.

As soon as we neared the girls, they turned around causing us to stop.

When Blossom turned around, my breath caught in my throat.

Blossom was absolutely gorgeous.

I couldn't believe that the nerdy girl I fought ten years ago had grown up into such a beautiful teenager. She glowed with grace and etiquette. She had long, sexy legs that filled her dark pants. Pronounced curves were supplied with a swell around the hips. She had a slim torso with hardly any fat on her body anywhere. A nice butt and big breasts filled out the rest of her middle body. Her form fitting shirt was carmine pink with ruffles at the top. Flawless skin covered every inch of her body. Her arms were skinny and long with small wrists. Her delicate shoulder blades lifted up into a slender neck.

Beautiful, red hair cascaded down to her middle back like a waterfall. She had replaced that ridiculous bow with a dark pink headband. Her childhood fat was lost and high cheekbones replaced that fat. Full, light pink lips parted to reveal pearly white teeth. Long, black eyelashes were right under thin eyebrows. A small, cute nose, and pink ears completed her face.

When I looked into her eyes, everything seemed to fall into place.

Her eyes were absolutely stunning. Cotton candy colored in their appearance, they seemed to pierce down into the depths of my soul. They were intelligent and sharp but I could see the caring in her that had always been there. It's what made her good after all. Once our eyes locked on each other, I felt complete. Somehow I knew that my soul had found its mate. Blossom suddenly was the only thing that mattered. Nothing could ever compare to what I felt for her. I was hit with the overwhelming urge to grab her in my arms and keep her all to myself.

Mate… The primal part of my brain whispered. Wait… Blossom Utonium, leader of the Powerpuff Girls was my mate? Yet, I couldn't deny what I felt. I wanted her, needed her. The monster inside me wanted to mark Blossom right then and there. She was mine. She would never escape from me again, I would make sure of it. Blossom was mine, mine, and mine.

It then occurred to me that in the past 24 hours we had gotten attacked by a vampire, changed into vampires by said attacker, killed a group of people, and realized that our longtime rivals were our destined mates.

Could life get anymore crazy?

My attention was drawn back to my girl when those beautiful eyes widened in recognition. Those kissable lips parted and I heard her speak for the first time in ten years.

"Brick," she breathed, awe and fear in her voice. She sounded amazing and her voice had the right amount of gentleness and toughness mixed in together.

I smirked at Blossom after she said my name. It sounded great coming from her lips. I bet it would sound even better if she was screaming it or if it was filled with love.

If the girls were destined to be ours that meant that the boys and I could finally have our revenge. We would take the girls away, turn them into vampires, and then mate with them. They'd be ours forever. It was the perfect plan.

So being turned into a bloodsucking creature was the best thing that ever happened to us.

Well, what do you know?