CHAP 7
"Hmph! You fools underestimate my abilities it seems" smirked the seductress, her lengths of hair lashing out at lightening speed to whip the restraining adults from her.
Overcoming a moment of shock and the emotion manipulation, Buttercup sped right into the villainess's abdomen with an enraged scream, sending the both of them out of the Mayor's office's window and into the street, where a light rain started to fall. Aside from the sound of fierce, relentless punches, it was eerily quiet, having gone past midnight, most if not all citizens resided tucked away in their beds: drones recharging for the dull, consecutive rituals of the morning.
The time spent pummeling the woman was brief, somewhat satisfactory, but nonetheless was short lived. Eventually, the lady's servants snaked their way around her tiny limbs, causing a grunt of anger from the tyke, who was then elevated up into show, as the woman brushed herself off.
"I have to admit, I admire the honesty within you at times, twerp" smiled Sedusa. "But you're so raw and blinded with emotion, it's easy to suspect your next step. Without the 'Brain' or the 'Soul' to accompany you, you're just the 'Muscle' without guidance or insight"
"Screw you! I'll kill you!" snarled the werepup, her animatronic tail flicking violently.
"Sure you will, ya queer! Who'd have thought a girl as clad with stone and steel like yourself could melt into nothing just from listening to that damn secretary's voice?"
The snake like extensions were starting to struggle as they maintained an unsteady hold on the heroine. "Shut up!"
"I'll bet you're so blinded you wouldn't even question the fact that that REALLY was Bellum's gun"
"Save your breath, you lousy skank! You put that there to frame her"
"Oh? Why don't you ask her then yourself?"
The struggling came to a halt and the two watched as Keane and Bellum dashed out from the Mayor's office and into the street with them.
"Sedusa, stop! This is between me and you!" yelled the redhead, brandishing a fist.
"It sure is. It was between that blonde airhead too, but I guess fate had other plans for her"
"Buttercup, dear. Whatever she's been telling you, don't listen to her" exclaimed the teacher, trying to reach up for her. However her efforts were ill met, as the villainess playfully dangled her out of reach.
"Bellum, that was your gun, right? That weapon in your desk drawer belongs to you, correct?" shot the seductress.
The adults fell silent and Buttercup's eyes shimmered with hope, feeling her sanity on the brink of shattering.
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"...Yes. That handgun is mine. But, I swear it is there for protective means only. We have the right to bare arms after all, do we not? What if the office had been broken into and the Mayor was under threat of being taken hostage or being harmed?" she explained.
"Fair enough" replied Sedusa. "But, you had intentions. Suspicions. Things didn't seem right and given the worst of the worst, you would've taken matters into your own hands, right?"
Keane wasn't stupid and indicated immediately where this banter was going. "Sara, stop- "
"Yes" she admitted.
A deep rumbling caught the women off guard and Sedusa had trouble maintaining control over the brat who was turned a searing green. It felt like an uncontrollable, seizeless burn and orb of energy was about to explode, erupt in her grip and she, along with Keane and Bellum was blasted backwards away from the werepup, who cried out in fury.
Falling onto the soaked floor, the women drew back in fear as the enraged Powerpuff approached them, awkward and violent sparks igniting and sparking from the sides of the angered kid.
"Buttercup" gasped Keane, a black eye forming. "Wait..."
"Look, kid. Easy!" said the petrified seductress.
"SHUT UP!" roared the tomboy.
"I only tried talking to Femme to give a balanced perspective" Sedusa explained. "Bellum's actions I felt were too controlling and that Femme would lose a sense of her own identity if she took to heart too much of what Sara wanted her to do"
"Put a sock in it, Sedusa" snapped the bruising secretary. "I didn't force her into anything. She came to me in her own free will, because she wanted to change"
"She was a lost cause, Bellum, and you know it! She was still engaging in crime behind your back"
"Ladies, please" whimpered Keane, terrified at this series of unfolding events.
The child's eyes slowly began to glow a bright red and all thee women anticipated for what was sure to come. And it would be painful.
The magma maned goddess shuddered in fright, her eyes wide with legitimate hopelessness and feeling of betrayal. "Buttercup..."
Deeply, the tyke hissed spookily "I TRUST NOONE"
Pinching her eyes closed from the projected blast, Ms. Keane was relieved to find herself not in the direction of the superheroes blast, but, when she gathered the courage to open her eyes, she was shocked to find Bellum being zapped along with Sedusa.
Once again, for the second time that night, Police sirens could be heard wailing within the walls of the city. As they pulled up, Buttercup finally released her agnosing grip on the suspects she deliberately held in a painful limbo until the cops arrived.
"Sedusa!" cried one of the cops, remembering the insidious lady.
As the two women fell limply to the ground after having been scorched, the terrifying tyke picked them up by their collars and hovered over to the officers. The fake fur from her costume was starting to peel off and leave her form, leaving her in just the torn clothes of her costume and the animatronic tail.
"These two suspects are to be held in Police Custody for the murder of Femme Fetale" said the heroine coldly, robotically. It sent shivers down the mens spines. Shoving the bodies their way, like sacks of potatoes, the cops were in awe of how terrifyingly cold and emotionally vacant the kid seemed. "Read 'em their rights"
Approaching Ms. Keane, who was almost on the verge of scurrying away from the nightmare, she seized the teacher by the wrist. "Keane, you too".
End of Part 7
