Hey so sorry it took so long to update. My computer hates me and school still sucks.

The only good news I have is, I got a Boyfriend : )

But here is chapter three, I hope you like it.

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Butch pulled me through the yard and into the gold mansion. I saw my comrades scoot out with the wagons full. "Stupid," I thought to myself as I watched them all leave. Blaze was the last to go. I again told him through eye contact not to come and save me. "Just by taking me, will not stop us. Our mission was a complete success even with me gone." I was starting to black out and my captor had noticed. He relisted his hold on me, not a lot but just enough for me to stay conscious. Inside the mansion was huge. It was only the outside that was gold. The floor was roughly cut stone with tall walls. In the main entrance there was a grand staircase that split into two different staircase at the top. In the center of the main staircase was a large framed picture of something I never expected to see. It was a family portrait of the Rowdy Ruff Boys, Him, and a small green monkey; I believe my mother called Mojo Jojo.

"Brick! Boomer! Get down here now!" Butch yelled as he threw me to the ground harshly. I scraped my hands and tore my pants on the rough floor, but besides that and being a little light headed I was perfectly fine. Butch then ordered me to stay down so only naturedly I stood up. My disobedience earned me a low growl; I guessed he didn't want blood on his floor. If he thought was going to listen to anything he was going to tell me, he was stupider than I thought he was. The other brothers came down and appeared to be in their pajamas. The blue brother, Boomer, had on cobalt blue footy pajamas. I saw his cheeks get a little red from embarrassment, and I made a mental note never to forget what I this. Brick on the other hand came down in only deep red flannel bottoms. Even thought I hated all three of these guys with a burning passion, I could help but gawk in aww. He had strong muscles on his abdomen and arms. There were scars and cuts but they only helped with the look. I then wondered why he was not wearing a shirt in the dead of winter. I just had to guess that his fire breath kept him warm from the inside out. I seemed to be staring to long because Butch slapped me across the face and I was again forced to the floor. This time my cheek was cut and it started to bleed. There wasn't any blood dripping out of it but you could see it starting to seep out.

"Keep your eyes on the ground, you little slut." I knew Butch was the harshest of all the brothers but this was going a bit far. I was just looking, I wasn't doing anything wrong.

"So, Butch," Boomer asked, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, "Why did you wake us up?"

"And this better be for a good reason." Brick asked crossing his large arm muscles over his strong chest.

"I found this, trying to steal from us." The green brother said referring to me. This statement seemed to wake the red brother, yet still left the youngest tried.

"Is that true? Stealing on Christmas," Brick said with what Aunt Blossom called his signature grin. "That is not something anyone should be doing."

"I'm not just anyone!" I shouted. I was going to let them know they don't scare me. "I have powers of my own, and I am going to use them to help my family since under your rule they have close to died." I was reworded for my bravery with yet another blow from Butch.

"Shut the fuck up, you bitch!" He yelled before he turned back to his brothers. "If this child had powers she must have Chemical X in her. This can only mean the lousy Professor is creating more uselessly weak girls to fight us." Butch seemed like he was looking for a fight; and I would have given him one right there and then. No one talks about my grandfather like that and gets away with it.

"You know she could also be the daughter of…" Boomer started but was stopped when Butch sent him an evil stare.

"Boomer could be right, Butch. Not everything leads to a fight." Brick said reasonably. "Just look at her and tell me that she doesn't look exactly like…"

"Don't say that name!" Butch interrupted. His voice was on the verge of yelling, and I knew that his temper was going to snap at any minute.

"Who's name?" I said. I then glanced at Brick, "Were you going to say the name Buttercup?" I expected another slap in the face but what I got was much worse. Before I could think, Butch's eyes grew the same red as his older brothers and I was imminently smashed into the far way almost 10 feet away. I fell onto my knees trying to catch my breath before I died.

"NEVER FUCKIN' SAY THAT FUCKING NAME IN FROUNT OF ME, YOU SLUTLY BITCH!"

"I'm free to say whatever I want to say." I challenged. I knew this was a bad idea but I just couldn't stop my mouth. "So I will say the beautiful name of my hero, Buttercup Utonium!"

After I had finished saying our last name, I knew I was going to die. A gust of wind blew at me and I found myself being held up by my neck. I looked deep into the dark green eyes of my captor, and saw my own reflection in them. My face and eyes were radiating an emotion I had never felt in my entire life, total and complete fear.

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Boomer's POV

"Oh my gosh, Bommie!" The young blond in front of me cried happily. "I love it, and of course I will…"

"Brick! Boomer! Get down here!" My older brother yelled interrupting my dream.

"Why did you have to wake me up at the best part?" I thought to myself. I also wondered why he would calling us down at this time of night but then remembering it was Butch calling me I knew it was probably one of his visions. That was his special power, he can see the future. My oldest brother, Brick, can breathe fire, and I am a telepath and an empath, meaning I can sense people's emotion. "Better not keep him waiting." I think as I get out of bed and head downstairs. Brick and I came down the grand staircase at the same time. Brick, I could tell, was tiered and annoyed. Butch was obviously angry, but there was another emotion in the room. It was radiating from a young girl standing just behind Butch. She had long black hair but it was tucked into a messy bun under a black hat. She also had on black clothing that covered most of her body. She was no older than 15 and if I didn't know better I would have said she was the green girl from the Power Puff Girls. What was her name again? Oh yea, Buttercup. The only thing that told me different was that this girl's eyes were too dark to be Buttercup's. She was feeling anger, and a small amount of happiness. I wondered why she was happy but then I remembered I was wearing my ultra warm footy pajamas and I stared to blush a little bit and knew I was not going to live this down. Her attention then turned to my oldest brother. Her eyes widened and her jaw might as well have dropped. All three of us noticed, but it was Butch that did anything about it. He slapped across the face and she fell. Her cheek was bleeding from the contact, not a lot but just enough to see the blood.

"Keep your eyes on the ground, you little slut." Butch yelled at her. I felt a little sorry for this girl. She didn't even look like a slut to me, if anything she looked more like a ninja in all her black clothing.

"So, Butch," I asked, trying rubbing the image of the poor girl out of my eyes, "Why did you wake us up?"

"And this better be for a good reason." Brick added, crossing his arms over his chest. Like I had said before, Butch can see the future and he would wake us up for nothing more than to tell us about them. Most of time they came true and it was a good thing to know, but Brick and I agreed that we didn't need to know them the instant he saw them.

"I found this, trying to steal from us." My green brother said referring to the girl. Brick became interested at this but I didn't care. People 'stool' from me all the time. I just figured they need so extra things to live so I let them.

"Is that true? Stealing on Christmas," Brick said with his signature smirk appearing on his face. "That is not something anyone should be doing."

"I'm not just anyone!" She shouted. I admired this girl. She was brave for talking to us like this, not that I'm being mean, it's just most people talk to us with fear rather than anger. "I have powers of my own, and I am going to use them to help my family since under your rule they have close to died." She only succeeded to make Butch even angrier and slap her again.

"Shut the fuck up, you bitch!" He yelled at her before he turned back to us. "If this child had powers she must have Chemical X in her. This can only mean the lousy Professor is creating more uselessly weak girls to fight us." Butch's left eye start to twitch, which only meant that he was looking for a fight. I could sense that the girl was getting really angry and was looking for a fight as well.

"Her anger seems to becoming from Butch's comment about the Professor, I wonder if she is close to him." I thought but instead I said, ""You know she could also be the daughter of…" I had to stop; Butch was giving me a scary look. He had become very touchy ever since we defeated the PPG.

"Boomer could be right, Butch." Brick said coming to my aid. "Not everything leads to a fight. Just look at her and tell me that she doesn't look exactly like…"

"Don't say that name!" Butch interrupted. His voice was on the verge of yelling, and I knew that his temper was going to snap at any minute. Everyone who has ever known Butch could have told you that.

"Who's name?" The girl said. She then glanced at Brick, "Were you going to say the name Buttercup?" This girl had guts I give her that but that just pushed the limit. I had once said that name out load when I was thinking of the rest of the girls and he almost killed me. Thankfully Brick stopped him, but I doubted that he was going to save the girl that was trying to steal from us. The next thing I knew was she was being sent across the room with a single shot of Butch's laser vision. She stayed on the ground trying to catch the air that was knocked out of her.

"NEVER FUCKIN' SAY THAT FUCKING NAME IN FROUNT OF ME, YOU SLUTLY BITCH!" Brick started to laugh at the scene unfolding before him; I knew I had to stop this before Butch killed her. If only I was a little bit faster I could have.

"I'm free to say whatever I want to say." She tried to say, but was still low on air. "So I will say the beautiful name of my hero, Buttercup Utonium!" She reminded me of Buttercup's personality when she said that, and I wondered if they were actually related in some way. But I couldn't think about that right now I had to save this brave young woman from Butch, who at the moment was holding her about three feet in the air by just her neck. I didn't need to be an empath to know that she was now afraid for the first time tonight.

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SO there is chapter 3. I knew it took longer then I wanted to type it and get the story updated but o well.

I will have the next chapter up sooner I hope.

Oh, and I have entered a contest and I have put the story on to . It is called Immortal Gunshot.

Hope you like this one and my other story if u read it. Now please review.