As Blossom tore at Buttercup for knocking the vile out the window, she heard an ear-piercing shriek from a girl outside her room. The storm front that had been gathering around Townsville for some time finally chose to send a bolt of white-hot lightning streaking down to the sidewalk. The bolt hit the source of the high pitched scream, and upon contact with the pedestrian it remained for several seconds, channeling power into the newly radioactive girl. As Blossom watched from the height of her bedroom window, she could see what happened next in pristine detail. A dome of the same energy that had struck the girl from the clouds formed around her, making the air simmer with heat and buzz with the hum of transferring electricity. The dome then began pulsing with a violet light that grew in both power and intensity as seconds went by. All the while, the original fork of lightning stayed above the bubble, moving the clouds above and cracking the earth below with whips of pure energy. Then, it was all over. Time seemed to stand still for a few moments as the dome gathered power and exploded outward with bone-breaking force. The trees and cars in the immediate area were thrown in all directions as if they were insects before a hurricane. When the blast hit the Girls' house, it was literally torn from the ground in several large chunks that landed hundreds of feet backward. Blossom laid on her back for a moment, stunned by the speed and power of the entire ordeal. As she gathered her thoughts, Buttercup and Bubbles arose from the destruction of their home to investigate the scenario.