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Chapter Three: More with the paranoia


Crimson eyes gazed into the afternoon sky, it was beautiful days like this that reminded the Ruff genius of that turning point in history. He shook his head removing those memories from his head. He needed to keep a straight body and mind, it was important to deal with this dilemma, and resolve it accordingly. Butch's signature air craft transport came into view, his eyes made contact with the ship. It was rather large he supposed it to carry more than 50 men, all of which being loyal to the empire, the The rest, of which he assumed to be roughly a hundred were prisoners. Scum of the world, they were the low of the low.. Hell, Brick refused to even consider those scum men. They were nothing more, everything less if possible..Scum.

The ship under Butch's command Began to descend towards the royal palace's platform. Royal soldiers clad in all black and armed sith deadly assualt rifles stood at attention, as still as a rock and as dicipline as an ancient samurai. They were as deadly as they were organized, Brick made sure of this of course.

The ship finally touched down on the palace's rarely used landing platform, the air craft kicking up dust and air as it landed, immediately following it's landing the royals troops algined themselves perpendicular that of the ship's entrance in a row of two soldiers so that each soldier was parallel accordingly. Brick walked slowly through the middle hands in pocket as he nonchalantly walked towards the ship's entrance.

Despite the situation Brick couldn't get it out of his head.. on the outside the leader seemed rather cool and collected, however do not be fooled. The orange haired Ruff with his signature red baseball cap was far from calm or collective. His mind was running wild with paranoia. He couldn't get the possibility.. The small chance that even after all these years those puffs, those disgusting puffs the only hinderance in their plans, could despite the events that took place years ago, in fact still be alive! He was relieved that his head ache had subsided, otherwise he probably wouldn't be able to bare the mental stress.. Brick was loosing his shit.

The doors to the round air craft opened slowly, the sound stealing Brick away from his thoughts. Slowly walked out a rather irritated looking Butch.

"Yeah, I kind of killed someone in there..so yeah..Clean that shit up...", the green Ruff ordered the first royal soldier he spotted. The indvidual soldier looked to Brick for confirmation who of which nodded.

"Also, I want every single one of those fuckers, our men or not interrogated!.", the 6 foot 4 tall ruff greated the red leader, Brick noting the weird look in his eyes. The leader could identify it exactly, albeit it looked to be.. excitement?

"Alright Butch, tell me what the the hell is going on.", He spoke smoothly trying to approch the situation as professional as possible.

"Well, I'm not exactly sure myself.", he began as they stopped outside their Blond haired brothers double doored room.

Butch crossed his arms before continuing "But, I killed a soldier..-No...A traitor, who'm of which attempted to take my life...",

The ruff clad in red sighed. "A traitor?",

"Yes a traitor, he was talking ridiculousness, he spoke something about 'their cause and how it was more important than his own life, it was just pitiful. I almost vomited!",

"'Their cause'?", he repeated Butch's statement.

"Yes their cause. They being the rebellion, I'm guessing. And if I'm correct they're much more organized than we thought.", his voice was filled with irritation. "Trust no one Brick, they have a spy lurking in the palace. Someone's leaking information..",

"A spy?", it almost seemed like a movie. "What makes you so sure?",

Butch shook his head "The fucker told me before I crushed his throat.",

Brick closed his eyes, there was no way that anyone could be stealing their information. There was no way that a spy could get into this palace, right? It was the most secure building in the world. That explained itself essentially.. But the thought thought of someone sneaking behind their backs, creeping past them everyday, week, month, and possibly yeah,with the three unaware of their true intentions ticked the Rowdyruff leader off. He didn't want to believe it, but the small chance that someone had gotten past their security despite all their safety measures, was a chance too many. He'll need more evidence before taking things to the maximum, but until then they'll check all systems, files, and do background checks on everyone working in the palace.

The resistance..the rebellion, they were organized..His hands clutched into fists. They'd need some sort type of leader to get organization of this level. A strategist, someone intelligent, someone like Brick..The image of that pink eyed puff invaded his mind again.

"I want background checks, security improvements, change of guard schedules, a review of the camera systems and everyone working for this palace interrogated!", he flicked every word off his tongue in anger. Butch raised an eyebrow at the sudden change of attitude but chose to ignore it.

"We'll demolish this damn rebellion or what ever the fuck this is swiftly and professionally. Nothing will ruin our goals.", the words were more of a prediction than anything else, Brick's obvious anger rising.",

"We should tell Mom?", Butch suggest only to receive a shake of the head from Brick.

"No, we'll handle this ourselves.. let's wake our lazy bastard of a brother up.",


*Five years earlier

Blossom ran through the back streets of Townsville, breath heavy, and her body injured. Her battle with Brick had taken a major turn for the worse on the puff's part. His stamina and strength had increased considerately since their last meeting all those years ago, while she became slow and tired, he remained relentless and fast. Seeing this she only found it necessary to bail, she needed to recover and plan a new attack. She needed to get to her sisters and-

"Come on red! I was just getting wormed, don't tell me that was all ya got!", the sinister yells of the twelve year old boy ringing into he ears from above. He couldn't find see her. Her heart beat radically, she need to get somewhere safe 'til she was fully recovered. She sat down on the dirty floor next to a trash canister, she couldn't allow him to see her.

A small red concentrated orb of energy began to form into his hands, only evil intent could come from that. His mouth was expressed into a smirk. "Well Red, If you're out there, just know.. This. Is. Your. Fault.",

Blossom's eyes widen in realization of his works.. 'This. Is. Your. Fault.' No..

A loud explosion sounded off in the distance, a red light shining throughout the city as a large wind blew past the puff. Small fragments fell around her, liquid spilled from her pink eyes.

"I'm sorry..", she muttered her hands clutching into a fist.

"This rest of the city is in your hands Red...It's your choice.",


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Butch barged through the double doors of the blond bastards room. His green eyes pierced through the darkness of the room, Brick following behind slowly. There were two figures in the bed, one of which being a Boomer and the other figure being a female, who Butch couldn't care to remember her name.

She gazed at Butch and his brother, shock and embarrassment.

"You..", he pointed "Out. Now.", the girl who he now realized to have blue hair, grabbed her things her body still bare and rushed towards the near bathroom. Butch flashed in front of the girl, blocking the restroom exit.

"No, when I said out, I meant now...", the girl hesitated for a second before leaving without question. "Good girl..",

"Boomer... Boomer.. wake up, idiot.", An impassive Brick shook boomer in an attempt to wake him, his eyes shut in deep sleep. Boomer was always a deep and a long sleeper, he could sleep through a riot if possible. The irritating fact of the matter was that simple shakes wouldn't wake this beauty up.

Butch approached the bed. "Brick, let me wake the idiot.", the leader stepped back leaving Butch to try his method. He'd defiantly feel this, a small smirk pressed on features. He cracked his knuckles..

SMACK! The sound of Butch's heavy super human palms coming into contact with Boomer's face echoed through the palace beyond.

"A little too drastic if you ask me, baby brother.", Brick spoke simultaneously as Boomer jerked forward faster than a speeding rocket. He felt his face a red bruise forming where Butch's hand respectively connected with his face. "What the hell was that for?", the blond asked stupid like.

"Are you wearing boxers under those blankets?", the raven haired ruff inquired, ignoring Boomer's question.

"Yeaaah, wh-...", Boomer's question was cut off as Butch rather aggressively grabbed the blond ruff by the arm and dragged him out of the the room. Boomer grunted in protest. "We have business to attend to, just shut the hell up 'til we get to the security room.",

Brick followed behind, seemingly to be in deep thought, his face unreadable.

Unfortunately for the Rowdyruff boys, a small flame in which no one could possibly contain was slowly burning into an inferno.


Long brown hair swayed in the wind. The palace was large and heavily guarded, it was imperative that she leave quickly and return before anyone noticed her departure. The Girl had just exited the large double gates of the royal place allowing her to enter the empty, yet clean streets of Himsville.

The girl moved swiftly away from the palace and into the empty afternoon streets. Construction of new buildings being the only sound to greet the girl as she quickly began to pick up her speed. If they discovered her true intentions, then she would ultimately be killed. She couldn't allow such a thing to happen, she had too much important information. It would be a matter of time before they realized the hacking of the system, but by then it'd be too late she was already long gone.

The girl turned into a small dark alley way, her blue eyes shinning through the darkness. She searched for... Her.

The brown haired girl gazed down at her watch, it read 1:25PM. She wasn't late, in fact that was a minute earlier than their actual planned time, so where was-

"It's been a long time, Robin.", spoke a mysterious feminine voice.


*There we go, finally got this chapter out of the way. I hope it's up to you guys standards. I promise that the next chapter will be exciting and we'll defiantly see what Robins been up to.

*Anyways, review, state my flaws, and all that good stuff :p