Buttercup just stared at the ground for a moment, at the drops of blood she had just spit out, before turning to look at her sister...And receive a kick in the stomach that sent her flying yet again. "Blossom! What are you doing?"
Don't ever let anyone tell you that boys play fair, either. Boomer took the moment to shoot a laser at her back, leaving what she knew would be a nasty burn. She scowled, but remained in midair anyways, spinning to face the boy. She could deal with her sister in a moment.
Only, she found herself receiving a punch similar to the one recently delivered to a gold clad foe. Boomer laughed as she crashed through another building, before zooming after her.
She stood up, running further into the building. Buttercup couldn't fight them all at once, after all. Therefore, she had to put herself in a position where she excelled...close quarter combat. Finding a good room to do it in wasn't that hard to find. Now she had to wait for the first one to arrive.
BOOM!
Didn't take long either, as Boomer crashed through the ceiling, landing in front of her. My powers are causing the black outs! She thought, realizing every time she had "skipped," it had been because she was exerting her strength or speed. "Just another challenge." She smiled, preparing to fight him as a "normal" person.
Boomer himself didn't have the same convictions, flying forward to punch Buttercup into next week. She knew immediately that she would never complain to her sisters again for forcing her into that ballet class with them as she spun to deflect Boomer into a wall. Well, not as much as she used to complain, at least.
She didn't get a second graceful dodge as Blossom flew in through the open hole, slamming her into the wall next to the boy.
Buttercup shook her head as she stood back up, grimacing at the sight before her. Blossom was standing before her, a mean look directed at her. She meant business. Especially since it seemed that the Rowdyruff Boys were backing her up.
"Welcome back to the world of the waking." Boomer smirked, nursing a broken nose. The other two boys just stared venom at her, though neither looked quite as hurt as she felt. Brick spit out some blood, but he seemed to be in a better state than she felt.
She could end the simulation, but that would mean admitting defeat. Then she saw it. It was faint, always was when it appeared, but her little target told her where, or whom, to hit next. She charged Boomer, rebreaking his nose just as he snapped it back into place before crashing through a window, finding herself yet again in the cool night air above Townsville. Facing a really mad Bubbles.
Buttercup cringed, knowing there were only two ways out of this, and both meant defeat. She didn't want to face a berserker Bubbles ever, much less as an addition to the ice princess and rowdyruff boys. But calling an end to the simulation just meant that she couldn't cut it, that she really was weak. Never mind that she didn't honestly think she could take any of them on one to one. She wasn't a quitter. She charged her sister at full speed, preparing to give as much of a building as she'd receive. She closed her eyes just before impact, screaming at the top of her lungs as she swung her fist.
There was the sound of a crack, then no noise from her foes. She opened her eyes to find herself standing in an alley, staring at a familiar mural. It's an amazing replica of the real one. She thought, smiling. She barely noticed that her arm was hanging limply. "End simulation." She said, then collapsed as the room turned back to its white square grid format.