A/N) YO, sup' dudes, just chilling' anyway Here is another chapter for you awesome people, don't have much to say this time but... enjoy!
Disclaimer: Yeah. if I owned the PPG'S I'd rule the world right.
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I walked down the dimly lit hallway my foot steps echoing in the empty space. I wondered who the sad next victim was. I stalked into a large dark office. There was only one light on the huge carved desk in the middle of the room. The desk had skulls carved into the edges and legs giving it a sinister look. Behind it was a huge black office chair with a large heavily built man, with beady black eyes sitting in it.
He had graying hair and malice written all over his face. He leaned forward and flashed me a shudder worthy smile. I stayed stone and looked directly at him.
"Well?"
He pushed a brown envelop across the dark wood table. I picked it up and looked inside. He grinned at me.
"That...is your next target."...
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Buttercups POV.
I flew backwards rolling and hitting my couch. Before I could catch my breath again the stranger stepped forward and lifted me up by the front of my green T-shirt. I coughed, that punch in the gut did a number on me. He shook me so I'd open my eyes. I glared at the intruder, I couldn't see his face at all, he was covered in black from head to toe. His face had a hood over it hiding anything under it's shadow. Judging from the strength and height I'd say it was definitely a male.
He brought his arm back, ready to punch my lights out...then he hesitated. I didn't stop to figure out why, I used that second to kick him in the stomach. He dropped me and keeled over. I rolled away and assumed a fighting position.
"You must be the dumbest robber in the world, attacking a trained officer..." I flipped my black bangs out of my eyes.
Finally some action, I had been bored all day and now...I smirked, I dealt with criminals all the time, armed ones and I've been out numbered. There was no way one lousy crook was going to bring me down. I could handle him like a breeze.
He straightened and lunged for me, I side stepped his movement and elbowed him in the back. He recovered and swung his leg towards my face. I blocked it and aimed an uppercut punch to his jaw. He stopped it and twisted my arm behind me, punching my side. I fell and rolled away ignoring the stinging in both my arm and side.
I high kicked him again, he grabbed my leg and attempted to pull me off my feet. I grabbed the back of my couch, kicking him with my other leg where the sun don't shine, he fell over as I flipped over the couch. I had, had enough, he was groaning in pain on the floor. I came up behind him and jabbed an elbow in his back then kicked him for good measure. Then bending over I pulled out a rope from under my couch, hey I am a cop after all, then before he could blink I had tied him up twice.
I dragged him to my wall and slammed his head against it, he bit back a groan. I grinned maliciously and kept slamming his head until he was unconscious, brutal I know but come on this is me we're talking about here. My neon green eyes glowed dangerously:
"Told you it was stupid to attack me.." I gloated.
Just then a crash came from behind me, I turned and saw Bubbles standing there, a glass dish of...something on the floor, I think it was pasta, her face had horror written all over it. I straightened and looked around. The rug was slightly crumpled the couch was out of place...other then that...
"B...B...Buttercup...what...who...huh.." She tried to get her words out shakily.
I looked over to the now unconscious crook...oh, so that's what she was freaking out about...
"Oh um, Bubbles meet the dumbest crook alive...well you'd have to wait until he wakes up first." I shrugged nonchalantly.
"Wait until who wakes up?" Blossom cut in from behind Bubbles.
The second she saw The unconscious crook on my rug she freaked.
"Buttercup, are you ok did this criminal hurt you?" She was instantly examining me like I was some fragile china doll.
I rolled my eyes at her, " I'm fine Blossom, no big deal."
"No big deal!" She screamed, "there's a criminal in your house, call the police!" She ranted loudly.
I rolled my eyes again, "Blossom I AM the police. And in case you've forgotten I deal with this stuff all the time... he was no problem." I pointed at the still knocked out guy.
Man, I must have hit him good. Blossom calmed down very little, Bubbles wouldn't step into my apartment she was to scared. I shrugged and dragged the freak onto a chair, then I tied him on it too.
Blossom was pacing back and forth ranting about what we should do and how this could be the murderer and that I shouldn't be so reckless and blah, blah, blah. Please, I know she means well but...she usually forgets I was trained for this stuff.
"So, I say we call TPD and have them take this criminal away!" She finished, I sighed and looked directly at her.
"No." I said flatly.
Her eyes popped out of her head, "What! Are you crazy! Scratch that, you are crazy. What do you plan on doing with a criminal in your house!?" she yelled at me.
Bubbles, who had been cleaning the mess she'd made at my door, looked up too, her eyes horrified at the very thought, as her eyes slid towards the cloaked figure. I guess this would seem crazy to some ordinary person...but in case you haven't noticed yet, I'm not an ordinary person.
"I plan to...interrogate him." I said simply, "After all that is part of my job."
Blossom slapped her forehead in disbelief, sputtering nonsense, "You want to interrogate him!? Fine but if he shoots you don't come crying to me!" She spat.
I rolled my neon eyes for the hundredth time that hour. She could be so over dramatic, "I'll keep that in mind Blossom." In moments I had some smelling salts from my room to wake the freak up.
He slowly came to shaking his head groggily. Once he regained full consciousness he stiffened realizing he was tied up in my living room. He struggled against his bonds but that only tightened them. I put on my scary cop face and forced the chair forward so he could look at me.
Blossom was behind me biting her nails nervously.
"OK buddy, I don't got time for games so you either come clean...or I'll clean your scalp." I threatened venomously. He remained silent.
I glared at him, "What do you want here?" I demanded, still silent. "Who sent you?" I growled, he didn't even flinch.
Now I wasn't the most patient cop out there, and this guy was quickly wearing what little patients I did have, thin.
"So, that's the game you wanna play huh, well the if you won't tell me then I'll have to find out my self." I extended my hand towards his hood, he yanked his head back, finally a reaction.
I didn't pull back, I, still reaching said in a deadly whisper, "You really don't want to make me mad." I swiped for his hood.
He pushed back with his legs sending the whole chair toppling backwards. I was stunned for a second but recovered quickly as both my sisters screamed behind me. Unfortunately I wasn't quick enough. He had somehow managed to break his hands free. With one swipe he was out of the chair and on his feet again. He flipped over my couch as I tried to lung for him. I missed, he kicked my window, breaking the glass into a thousand pieces sending them flying to the street below. I jumped trying to grab his legs but he dodged.
The next instant he flew out of my window, turning backwards in mid jump he threw a dagger in the process. I dodged, it barely missing my forehead. Blossom and Bubbles screamed again behind me I ignored them and ran to my window...He was gone...just then I heard police sirens screaming down a few streets away.
I shot a murderous look at Blossom, who was helping a very shaken Bubbles up.
"You called them." I hissed.
She glared at me coldly, "No, I texted Brick and he called them." She stated simply.
Within minutes the cops had arrived and began searching my apartment for clues. They asked my sisters some questions but I refused to answer.
I didn't like it when other cops did things, I as a police officer would do to normal people, to me. After they cleaned up[ and left Bubbles and Blossom insisted on staying with me to help calm me down after this horrible ordeal, Hah, they were just to afraid to go home alone. I decided there was no use brooding over lost information, so I hit the shower. When I came out, drying my hair with my green towel, in a green tank top and black sweats.
I heard Bubbles squeak in fright. We were at her side in a second. She held out a shaky finger, I followed it to where she was pointing at. In my wall there was a small beautiful dagger. The hilt was a glittering gold color with some kind of serpent coiled around it. In the serpents head were to small shimmering green jewels, but that wasn't the freaky part, the freaky part was what the dagger was stabbing in place. I reached for it, my sisters holding their breaths in horror as I did so. I yanked it out of my cream colored wall, it left a deep slit in it...how'd those idiotic policemen miss this?
I read the small note that was skewered through it. My blood ran cold, Blossom and Bubbles gasped, I gulped down the lump that came from reading these very words:
'If you Deny my warning, you and your family will die.'
'Bloodshed'
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