Warning! There will be some swearing here! Be advised! Oh, and enjoy this story! ;)

"How can this be? The Powerpuff girls are… having fun?!" The amoeba boys panicked in perfect unison. "Nooo! We wanna go to the beach too!"

These guys were a bunch of single celled freaks that couldn't even spell their own names properly if they were asked. Unlike the original trio, they each had their own unique blend of colors. One was all blue, the other all green, and the third one was a vibrant purple.

They were inside their huge underground dome that lay nestled underneath the loud streets of Times Square, and they consisted of cells- yes, they were literally cells, and each of them has their own names as well- Aaron, Aiden, and Andy. They were the dumbest villains in the squad, and aren't very bright.

"Oh having fun, huh?" a nasty voice sneered from behind the amoeba boys.

They turned around and saw the evil genius emerging from the deep dark shadows. He was also known as Dr. Carl Pearson, or simply Dr. Carl. According to many sources, it was rumored that the beginning of his passion for tormenting the girls began when they refused to be friends with him due to his sinister ways.

Why? He was another sadistic moron. He pursued in capturing the girls and stealing their super powers so he can become more successful with his diabolical plans of creating his own empire, and with him as their respectful leader. Also, he dreamed of a paradise where the girls were actually his friends, and that they were fond of him. Unfortunately, they rejected his friendship when they found out about his… unusual nature and freaky obsession with anything sexually explicit in general.

He chuckled creepily to himself and he, a wily evil genius, strolled his way to his lab with both arms tied behind his back, his blue cape bellowing behind him elegantly. He glanced up at the three large test tubes. The amoeba boys curiously trailed behind him and studied them.

"Ooh boss, what's this?" Aiden asked their leader, Aaron, who was scrutinizing Carl's exotic creations.

"I think they are people!" Aaron suggested. "With… uh, um… I'm not sure."

"No you idiots, these… are my creations! The three SUPERNATURAL… boys here are specifically designed to combat against the powerpuff girls, you see. I created them out of test tubes! Isn't that wonderful?!" Carl laughed, curling his fingers inwards. "I'll finally conquer the entire universe! I'll get revenge on everyone that went against me and my obsessions and fetishes!" He let out a bellow and slammed his fist against the cold hard surface of the metallic walls, gritting his teeth in pure frustration.

The amoeba boys exchanged concerned glances and inched slowly back from him, whispering among themselves.

"Hey Carl, what are you gonna name them, huh?" Aiden asked. "Our boss told us they have 'I'm-not-sure' powers."

Carl sighed impatiently and smacked his own forehead. There was no way anyone could be dumber than these guys.

"Ugh you idiots!" he screamed irritatingly, glaring at his minions. He pointed a trembling finger at the large test tubes. "There are teen boys in there! How dare you question them?!"

The amoeba boys studied the test tubes again, and Carl was right- there were three boys, all dressed in pure black for some reason, floating in an amniotic sac-like fluid. One had long fiery red hair, the other had messy curly blonde hair, and the third one had spiky black hair.

Each of them had their eyes closed, and a somber frown completed the slightly tranquil look in their faces. Dr. Carl grinned and rubbed his hands together.

He knew these boys would prove as superior fighters to the girls. And because of their good looks, they will certainly be distractions.

He needed to get revenge on those little brats for what they did to him in middle school. Yes, it was indeed a terrible memory to behold.

He always wanted to be their friend, and he would constantly stalk them, begging them to befriend him. He would send in treats, he would plead the teacher to make them partners, and he would even try to invite the girls over to his house for a "romantic" little sleepover in his room… and he wanted to dress them up as slutty anime girls and do whatever he wanted with him for his own sick pleasures.

They eventually beat the crap out of him and threw him in jail for just being a complete creeper, and just weeks ago, he had gotten out of jail and started on this project… this special project called: Project Rowdy.

Yes, these boys would hurt them, batter them, pummel them into a bloody messy pulp… Carl grinned at this, as he simply allowed the violent and horrendous thoughts to corrupt his brain. He could imagine the girls crawling back to him, their trembling bloody arms reaching out to him and crying out for mercy, while he hovered above them with a grin. Oh this should be entertaining.

"Oh, so I see Mr. Einstein created three boys," a dark monstrous voice chuckled from behind, and all of a sudden, Diablo came down the stairs, with the three brats trailing behind him.

Diablo was an evil monstrous entity that earned his nickname "Diablo" because of his ways with black magic. He had a humanoid figure, but with claws, a sharp narrow face, and large evil light green eyes that sometimes can turn gold depending on his mood.

They were all known as Princessa, Reina, and Linda, the biggest spoiled brats in New York City. They were so entitled to almost everything in life, things practically get handed to them when they simply asked for it. It was sickening, but what can Carl do?

Their mother was named Edna, a wily, cunning woman who was always on the PowerPuff girls' case, believing that they were all part of an evil cult and they should all perish in the worst way possible. She thought that the girls were nothing but ugly little brats who couldn't "compete" with her daughters' own beauty standards.

Each of Edna's daughters had their own distinctive physical characteristics from each other, despite their facial features almost matching. Princessa was the tallest of the three, and had long curly dark brown hair. Reina was the second tallest, and she was a tanned blonde beauty with a graceful willowy structure. The third one, Linda, had long straight black hair tied to a ponytail and exotic green eyes that could hypnotize anyone into mentally drowning in those emerald orbs. Each of them were able to fly and they were quite skilled with martial arts.

The three brats saw Dr. Carl as their uncle in a way, and Diablo was like their second uncle.

"Are we gonna be able to date the boys? Please, mommy, please?!" Princessa whined, jumping up and down energetically and Reina rolled her eyes. "I wanna make out with all of them."

"Bitch please, they're gonna be attracted to me 'cause I got a big booty," Reina nagged, fluffing up her pretty golden locks with a smug grin. Linda rolled her eyes and scoffed.

"Shut up, you hag," she hissed bitterly. "At least I got a better style than you."

"Now, now, pretties, I'm sure each of you will have a fair share of each of the boys," Edna said, embracing her little brats.

Each of the girls scoffed again at one another and crossed their arms over their chest, their eyes gazing away from one another's faces.

"Well, here goes," Dr. Carl sighed, pushing a few buttons.

The engines roared a bit, and the crew inched back uneasily, anticipating for whatever was going to happen.

"This shall be interesting," Diablo said, watching a cloud of smoke rise around the room. Everyone coughed and hacked, and they had to evacuate out of the room due to the smoke. Dr. Carl's heart was racing ecstatically, and he rushed back in the room as the smog lifted, and he found all three of the boys on the floor… unconscious!

"NOOO!" he screamed, as he collapsed on his knees. "What is this sorcery?! Diablo this is your fault!" He pointed a trembling finger at Diablo, whose evil glowing yellow eyes widened in disbelief.

"I did no such thing!" he yelled, planting his hands on his hips. "Maybe you didn't do it right!"

"Oh yeah?! Says the devil!" Carl lashed out, and the two began arguing back and forth angrily, intensely debating on who's the dumber one.

The amoeba boys and the spoiled brats quietly sat back dumbfounded, unable to find the words for anything at the moment.

Edna sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Wait, I think one of them is waking up!" Andy shouted, and for sure, the red headed boy's eyes were twitching a bit.

"Where...am I?" he asked, sitting upright.

"THEY'RE ALIVE!" Carl screamed but everyone shushed him and thumped him in the head. "MY CREATIONS LIVED!"

Soon the blonde and brunette boy awoken, and they slowly searched the room with wide curious eyes. The blonde boy, clueless, slammed his face down on the floor, inhaling it like a moron.

"Who's that bozo?" the redhead cried, pedalling towards his two other brothers. He fell over his brunette brother, and closed his eyes for a bit. "Man I'm TIRED."

"Hey man, get off, you're fat," the brunette boy grumbled, shoving him away.

"Says who?! I'm the boss around here!" the redhead argued.

"I'm hungry…," the blondie said. "The floor smells nice too."

"Ok, we need to give you boys some names, hm?" Diablo suggested, scrutinizing the boys.

"What's a name?" the blonde guy asked. "Is it food?!"

"Shut it," the redhead said, hitting him. "Obviously not."

"I think they're cute," Reina giggled, leaning in towards her sist0ers with a devious grin. "I think they will all like me to be honest." Linda and Princessa gasped and the two of them narrowed their eyes at her.

A smug smirk dominated Reina's face, and she fluffed up her lusciously smooth hair.

"Oh please," Linda said, rolling her eyes. "I'm a model and both of you hoes are ugly ass people."

"Girls," Edna warned in a condescending voice. and they scoffed once more and fanned themselves with their elegantly adorned fans that they purchased from South Korea.

"My children, I am your master, Dr. Carl Pearson! You will obey me and do as I say!" Dr. Carl barked sharply, folding his arms behind his back and pacing back and forth with a menacing scowl.

The boys exchanged curious looks at each other as Dr. Carl droned on and on, and eventually their attention drifted and they collapsed on one another, half falling asleep.

"Boring...," the brunette boy grumbled angrily.

"ARE YOU BRATS LISTENING TO ME? I TOLD YOU TO DESTROY! BURN!" the evil genius bellowed angrily, wringing his arms in the air frustratingly. The boys snapped out of it and levitated off the air, yelping.

"Now that's what I'm talking about!" the redhead screamed. "Wait… we still don't have names! Better give us names or I'm gonna start naming you guys morons."

"Yeah!" the brunette exclaimed.

"Oh, how about Eliot, Ezra, and Evan?" Edna suggested with an evil grin. "And they also start with an E- like my beautiful name of course!"

"Cool! My name is Ezra!" the blondie cried. "I'm cool now!"

"Eh, I prefer Eli, but let's go!" Elliot screamed, and the boys immediately shot up from the floor and swung their way out the window, shattering its surface. A blast of wind trailed behind them, a sudden gust from nowhere, and it dragged everyone to the floor from the momentum.

"Oh they sure are rowdy," Andy commented warily. "But we can still be better than them, right guys?"

"Yeah yeah!" Aiden and Aaron cheered happily, dancing around in a small circle. Dr. Carl got an idea and a blood curdling grin formed on his unpleasant face.

"Well, speaking of rowdy… I shall call them… the Rowdy Ruff boys… heh heh heh," he said, chuckling to himself. "Let's see how well those stupid girls can handle them…"

Well, shit is about to go down, huh? o.o what will happen? Who knows? Don't forget to review!