Me: Hello! This is Chapter 2! Hope you like it! Buttercup?...

Buttercup: Uh, fine then... ButchXButtercup, (AKA Lauren) doesn't own me, my sisters or the stupid Rowdyruffs. Now get on with it! Geez...

Me: Thanks! Okay...

Bubble's POV:

When Buttercup passed out, I was petrified... She was just lying there motionless on the cold black and white checkered floor of our kitchen, motionless... My hands shot up to my face, and instinctively, I kneeled down to her in shock. I thought she was dead. I screamed so loud I thought my throat would burst... Blossom shook me back to sense, and I stopped screaming, tears building up in my baby blue eyes.

"Hold yourself together Bubbles! She'll be fine! She just passed out as all..." Blossom shouted, still shaking me by the shoulders.

"JUST passed out? JUST PASSED OUT? Why on Earth would Buttercup JUST pass out? Nothing was wrong with her! She was just about to tell us about her dream! I mean, nightmare!" I yelped, tears streaming down my rosy cheeks.

"Well... I don't know! Maybe she... she could have... or maybe... Oh, I dunno Bubbles!" Blossom gave up, letting me go and sitting back on her chair. By now, the Professor had taken Buttercup into the lounge, and set her on the sofa until she woke up. I knew Buttercup would be okay, but something wasn't right about it... She was just about to tell us about her nightmare, that she yelled about at 1 o' clock in the morning, for who knows what reason, and it didn't come together! Something definitely wasn't right...

Buttercup's POV:

My head was killing me as I got up from the cold concrete ground of my kindergarten's playground. Everything was silent, nobody was around. Everything was really misty and I could just barely make out the building attached to the playground I was standing alone in the middle of. 'Pokey Oaks Kindergarten' the all too familiar sign read. Something, I don't know what, but something made me walk across the playground, and enter my old kindergarten. Memories flooded back to me as I stared at the lopsided chalk board. I walked over to it, and traced my fingertips down the smooth surface. All of a sudden, I felt someone's hand gently touch my shoulder, and I swivelled around to see what... Nothing was there... I then noticed the note lying on my old teacher's desk. I picked it up to see what it read, but a red claw ripped it away before I could make out the first word. I turned my head to see Him right next to me, an evil grin plastered across his ugly demon face.

"Buttercup! There you are! I've been looking all over for you!" He said in His womanly gay voice. I couldn't reply back, I couldn't even open my mouth. He smirked and grabbed my wrists, pulling me away from the chalkboard, away from my old kindergarten. I didn't know where He was taking me, but I tried to pull away. Yet again, my powers were gone. My eyes widened, I was terrified. I was in the hands of Him, without my powers, completely defenceless, and he was leading me somewhere...

"He he he... Don't worry..." He smirked, looking at me straight in the eyes, "You'll be very safe with me Buttercup..."

"AHHH!" I screamed, sitting up as fast as anything on the leather sofa I was lying on. Bubbles almost jumped out of her skin when I screamed, Blossom jumped a little, but the Professor stayed perfectly still, just watching me with his 'I'm very serious' face. (I hated that face...)

"Buttercup!" Bubbles yelped, enveloping me in a hug.

"Buttercup, are you okay" Blossom asked, worry written all over her pretty face.

"Erm... Yeah... I'm fine..." I replied, wiping sweat from my forehead as I spoke. The Professor didn't seem to believe me, and shot me a worried look.

"Buttercup, I don't think that you're fine at all," He spoke, "First you had a nightmare last night, where you apparently yelled at the top of your voice and woke up Blossom and Bubbles, next, when you were about to tell us all what that horror was all about, you passed out, and now, you just woke up, I'm guessing from another nightmare, supposedly with the same setting as last night's, and scream at the top of your voice. It's either you're having extremely bad luck Buttercup, or something's very wrong..."

"But I'm fine!" I remarked.

"You may think you are Buttercup, but inside you know that you're not." He said. He could always tell how I was feeling. My big ol' emerald eyes always gave it away...

"Well, I feel fine, and I'm sure that I look fine, and nothing inside me is saying that I'm not, so I think that I'll go with the 'extremely bad luck' option." I replied, and with that, I shot up to my bedroom, accidentally slamming the door behind me.

Blossom's POV:

There was definitely something wrong with Buttercup. She was acting so strangely... I could tell something was wrong because her eyes were filled with visible worry, secrets, and yes, even for Buttercup, fear... She was scaring me with her actions, and I needed to get to the bottom of this situation, and fast, before something serious happened, that we'd all regret...

Buttercup's POV:

Stupid family... There's nothing wrong with me! A few nightmares, a couple of screams, and me feinting leads to them going cuckoo over me! Geez! Overreacting over a stupid tale made up in my head... But if it was just a made up tale, why did it feel so real? And why on Earth did I pass out just before I was about to tell my family what the first one was about... Oh well, I guess that's dreams for ya'...

That night, I lay wide awake in my bed, my mind full of Evanescence as I listened to my iPod. When 'My Immortal' had ended, I turned off my music and just lay there, listening for any sounds. To my surprise, I heard whispering coming from outside my door. I raised an eyebrow and snook out of bed to peek through my keyhole and see what was going on. I saw a glimpse of pink, definitely Blossom. Wait, why was I struggling to see through a fucking keyhole when I have superpowers... DUH! I turned on my x – ray vision, and clearly saw Blossom, Bubbles and the Professor having a private conversation outside my door. I turned on my super hearing to make out what they were saying. It wasn't nosy, because I could tell it was about me...

"But what she doesn't want to go?" Bubbles whispered, tears all over her face.

"She'll have to go. We have no choice but to send her there. It's her only hope in her condition." Professor whispered sternly, his eyebrows fuzzed together, he was fighting back tears. Blossom was just staring into space.

"How are we going to get her to go then?" Blossom finally piped up, a little too loud for their liking, Bubbles slowly opened my bedroom door, but I was too quick, and was already lying in my bed, my back turned on her. She closed the door, and I heard relieved sighs from my Father and older Sister.

"So, my question?" Blossom asked/whispered.

"We'll have to take her there in her sleep..." Professor decided. They all nodded and was about to come into my bedroom to take me to wherever they were planning, but I was already flying a ile away from our house, confused and (as much as I hate to say it) scared, I flew away from them. I heard them calling my name, but I sped up, and soon, I was at least at the other side of Townsville. I can't believe they would want to get rid of me like that... I thought they loved me... Over stupid nightmares about Him... Well, I didn't need them any more... As far as I was concerned, I was an orphaned only child...

Me: So, do you like it? Please review to read chapter 3! I need at least 5 reviews to make it! Or the giant doughnut will eat me!

Buttercup: Watch out! It has sprinkles!

Me: Ahh! The horror! The horror!... So, erm, thanks and goodbye! Oh, gotta run! He he he...