(Still 10 years ago)
Darkness. That's all there was around the girls. One by one they opened their eyes. The place was quiet and none knew what had just happened before they blacked out. All they could remember was some kind of emergency going on. Their parents doing odd things in a hurry. Some kind of instructions from their mother. Banging on doors. Then poof silence.
They pulled off the blankets that were over each one of them, but when they looked around they were more confused.
They were in a room that barely had lights working. Tables were all around, and seemed to have something in them considering they were all covered with a blanket. There was broken material shattered on the floor, and the walls were all vandalized.
"Where are we?" The eldest sister asked sitting up from an uncomfortable cold table.
"Not a clue but this place gives me the creeps" The middle sister said as she jumped off the table, to make her way to the oldest.
They looked around thinking their sister was somewhere there, but couldn't find her. They knew she was somewhere around there, but the big question was where exactly. As much as the oldest didn't want to, she split up from the middle sister to cover more ground of wherever they were.
After a while of searching in the maze like building, they ran into eachother again. Only this time, they found their sister staring at a table with something in it. When the 2 saw there was a hand sticking out from the covers, that's when they knew. Everything they saw weren't somethings, they were someones.
The oldest sister started to shiver from where she stood, as for the middle sister she was curious who was under it all. The hand looked familiar, especially the golden band on the ring finger
The oldest was about to pull the sheets down, until the youngest sister stopped her with what she spoke.
"It's dad, he's gone... So is mom"
The oldest sister stopped shaking, instead she froze to what she heard. As for her middle sister she moved over to where her sister pointed. Another table, she moved closer to the side she knew her mother had her ring on. After pulling the cold lifeless hand down to where it could be seen, she looked away. Her sister spoke the truth. They were both gone.
"Bubbles do you know where we are?" The oldest asked
Bubbles nodded. "It's an abandoned hospital, they brought us here after they thought we were dead"
"But we're not dead, right?" The oldest asked starting to move from her frozen point.
Bubbles shook her head. As for Blossom, the oldest, she let out a sigh of relief.
The middle sister came over to the small group, she was confused and felt like Bubbles owed them an explanation.
She remained quiet for a bit, but after a small silence she started to tell them everything she knew.
After a while of telling them about the horrific experience, the 3 sisters were left with no other words. Apart from Blossom who was attempting to to stay confident.
"I thought they were trying to get rid of the serum. not make more" Blossom said placing her hand on her chin trying to piece things together.
"I know that's what I thought when they were ordering dad to make more" Bubbles said shrugging her shoulders.
"That man is going to pay" Buttercup said as she turned to kick her anger out with an empty spray paint can she found on the floor.
"Can we get out of here?" Bubbles asked feeling depressed enough.
The other 2 nodded, but Buttercup had to ask where they were going to go.
Their parents are dead. Their home is possibly already being invaded by thieves. The streets are covered with cops who are obligated to arrest whoever they find defying the laws. Getting out of town will involve a destination. Where would they go.
When Buttercup thought there was no hope, Blossom had an idea.
Her only word, was the name of one of her friends. Dexter.
With no more to decide, the girls made their way carefully to Dexters hideout. On the way the girls ran into a few cops, but were careful enough not to get caught. Or worse, killed.
They hid in the shadows whenever they'd see thieves roaming the streets, and Buttercup helped find short cuts that no one really knew about but her.
They hated roaming those terrible streets, all they could think about were moments of what else could go wrong kind of things. As for Buttercup, well she'd only think of beating anyone up, for messing with either one of them. There was never really anything Buttercup was afraid of, since she never feared anything. That's what made Buttercup so hard to surprise.
The sky was dark, and cloudy. The sun never showed anymore, and the stars were always hidden. Most cases it just felt like everyday was night time. Bubbles watched the street lights flicker, one by one. The ground was covered in trash, but then again they walked mostly in alleyways. Just like the hospital walls, there was vandalism or grafitti on almost every wall.
The smell of drugs polluted the air, and every building was as empty as a ghost. Everything about their town was in bad shape, Blossom couldn't help but question how exactly was that serum going to bring hope back?
Finally they arrived to the hideout and Blossom gave the password. The door opened, and thanks to their safety they crashed onto the soft couch. Dexters hideout on the outside looked like really big rocks, but once you put in the secret doorknock, the doors opened to reveal a staircase that led into the hideout. All around were different spaces followed by secret underground tunnels that led to who knows where.
All that was known was that those secret underground tunnels led to different destinations incase of an emergency invasion. Dexter is the same age as the girls, he's much shorter but he's a big brainiac. His parents were killed for getting caught violating the laws, leaving Dexter orphan with his youngest but tallest sister DeeDee.
The short redheaded boy walked over to Blossom who told him everything that had just happened. He was shocked to hear about the news, but mostly felt terrible for the one who saw it all. His only question was what does the serum do?
Blossom wasn't sure, not even the instructions her mother gave them were to her understanding. Then again she is only 8 years old. Everything happening was confusing to her in a way. She looked over to Bubbles to see she was cuddled in the couch, but something didn't seem right.
It looked like she was in some sort of uncomfortable state. Buttercup was the same way, except she tried to hide it. It didn't take much longer until Blossom started to feel the same way. She fell weak to her knees, her body temperature felt overheated, her ears hurted, and her eye sight went blurry. Something was wrong, or something was activating.
Until it was over, the girls and Dexter wouldn't know for sure what was going on with them.
