Hey everyone! I'm back with Chapter 7! I hope you'll enjoy it!

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The path to death

Chapter 7: The news

The morning sun was shining above the big city of Megaville. It was still very early and not many of the citizens had woken up. One of the early birds was Professor Utonium. The man was in the living room, looking over some of his notes.

He yawned and put his notes down. He hadn't slept very well. He had to admit that he was a little worried about what Blossom had said the night before. He doubted that she had gone to Dexter's house. He knew that the two had broken up a few months ago and they hadn't remained very good friends because of Blossom's relationship with Bell. So why would she go to his place on the first day of vacation to finish a project, that they probably had never worked on?

Since the moment she had told him this he had doubted that she had spoken the truth. "She probably went off with that little criminal." The man sighed. But the night before he hadn't done anything to stop her leave. But then again why would he even try? He knew that his daughter was stubborn even in normal circumstances and when it came to the White Puff she was more stubborn and than ever.

If he remembered well, she had never been so determined before, not even when she convinced him to let her be with Dexter. When she first told him about them being together he got all protective about her and tried to convince her to give up, but she didn't. Back then he didn't want to accept the fact that his girl was growing up. But then again it had been a little absurd of him to act like that and around Blossom too. Out of the three Puffs she was the most mature and also was the last one that got a boyfriend.

After that he had realized that, in fact, he was only afraid that he would loose her. It proved wrong, because nothing had changed too much. She had already been spending a lot of time in Dexter's lab, working with him and he had got used to it. So the few more hours that she was out with him weren't too hard to get used to either.

But when everyone found out about the fact that she and Bell were friends, things changed a lot. He hadn't been able to accept, and still wasn't, that his daughter was involved with a villain. In his opinion, it was very wrong. On some occasions he tried to talk some sense in her, but he always ended up yelling at her and forbidding her to ever see the girl again. Of course Blossom never listened to this kind of things and she continued to meet with Bell.

And the other Puffs were pretty similar in reactions. They began arguing with her almost every time they had the chance. Bubbles maintained this habit, but Buttercup got bored of it. The brunette was never able to win any of the arguments so she gave up trying to start one every time she saw her sister. She only got involved in the fights that had already started. In everyday-life she was doing her best to ignore the red head as much as possible.

Bubbles, on the other hand, never got tiered of what she was doing. She never missed even one occasion to make a comment about Blossom or about Bell. She never won any of the fights either, but she never got bored of it. If the Professor hadn't disapproved the friendship between the two girls he would've considered the blonde's behavior rude. But since he approved of his blue eyed daughter's point of view, he never stopped to think about things like these.

He sighed. "I wonder what they are doing… ?" he asked himself. "Watch the news tomorrow and you'll see." He recalled her saying. He shook his head. "God, what in the world are they up to?" he said out loud.

"Who?" the man heard someone behind him. He turned around to see Buttercup still in her P.J.-s with her hair ruffed and with a sleepy look on her face.

"What are you doing up so early?" the Professor asked. Buttercup wasn't really a morning person.

"I forgot to turn off the alarm from my clock. A habit I developed in school." She yawned. "So who were you talking about?" she asked again.

"About your sister." The man answered.

"Bubbles? She's been home since 3 in the morning. She woke me up when she came back." The brunette said.

"I wasn't talking about Bubbles." The Professor said.

"Um- Blossom? Wasn't she at Dexter's?" the girl asked taking a seat.

"I doubt that she is at Dexter's house." That tall man said.

"Where else should she be?" the Green Puff asked, still too sleepy to think straight.

"I think she's with that girl." The Professor said, as Buttercup was turning on the television. The girl opened her mouth to say something, but she stopped, seeing what was on T.V.

"Yesterday, in one of the town's cafés, a dead girl was found. She was found in the bathroom by one of our local heroes: Dexter (A/N: I don't know Dexter's first name) and the ex-hero Blossom Utonium. The body was not handed to the police, for reasons that we are not aware of. However, sources say that the dead girl might be one of the members of the DarkStar Council: Bell. In this case let's hope that our sources are right." The news reporter said.

The Professor and Buttercup stared at the screen as the reporter presented the few details that were known. Out of all the things that his mind made up as possibilities, the Professor had never thought that was the reason for which Blossom had left last night.

"Hn... so she was going to a funeral after all." The two heard a voice behind them. The turned to see Bubbles, still in her night gown looking at the T.V.'s screen. Though she tried to seem uninterested, the two could see that she was a little scared. Even with that, Buttercup was upset. She never liked Bell, not to mention her being friends with Blossom, but if someone killed her it was bad.

"Shut up Bubbles!" she said and she got out of the room and went upstairs.

"What's with her?" the blonde asked her father looking at the door that her sister just slammed.

"I don't know sweetheart." The Professor answered.

At the DarkStar Council's HQ, the villains were watching the same news as the Utonium family. But the reaction was a lot different.

"IF I FIND THAT THIS IS REALLY TRUE THAN THE ONE THAT DID IT CAN CONSIDER HIMSELF DEAD!" Dr. X. shouted, marching to and fro through the whole building, walking the other members over in the process. He was pissed. No, more than that: he was furious. And the others knew better than to get in his way when he was in this stage.

He couldn't believe it. The girl had been out since yesterday, but he never worried. She had been out for a week once and nothing happened to her. Of course, when she got back she didn't tell him anything. She just went into her room and slammed the door in the face of anyone who tried to talk to her.

Dr. X knew that when she did that it was because she had had a good time with Blossom and she didn't want to get a bad mood by talking with any of the villains there. But even if she was friends with the Pink Puff, he knew, and she had also said it, that she remained a member of the DarkStar Council. She wasn't like in the beginning, when she was so naive and easy to manipulate. Now she had grown up and she could think for herself more than ever. He was sure that the red headed girl was the cause of this and he hated her for this. It complicated his job.

But against all odds, the White Puff had kept her word and never betrayed them. She remained with them and she kept working for them. There was only one thing that had changed: she refused to fight against the Power Puff Girls. That was even before it was found out about her and Blossom, when the Pink Puff was still very close to her sisters. At some point she had refused to fight against Dexter too. Thinking of this made Dr. X go insane because he never figured it out faster. She never wanted to fight against Blossom and the ones she loved.

However, in any other missions she was very efficient. She had never failed one. At that time she had already begun to think more for herself and to depend less on him, like he tried to make her do all her life. She began reading and she sometimes asked him about what some things meant, or what some characters wanted to say with something. Sometimes he would answer her and sometimes he just ignored her. Now, he was sure that she repeated every question to the Pink Puff. And she probably got very different answers that made her think further than the text itself. She was slowly beginning to build her own little universe that he had tried so much to prevent from appearing.

Ever since he managed to get his hands on her (A/N: no dirty thoughts people!) he had tried to make her his own as much as possible. And that meant being her whole universe in every possible way. He couldn't let any little part of her mind free from his presence. He realized, too late, that it had been a mistake to let the girl keep Zim's robot, Girr. Bell had got very attached to the little creature which not only that it wasn't really alive, but was malfunctioning too. Fortunately for him, the small robot couldn't corrupt her in any way.

But there were other things that could. He had convinced himself of that. The loss of someone she cared for was one of them. He had seen what happened when Mandark died. Another one of his mistakes. He had been so sure of the boy's success that he had let the little girl grow to care for him, in her own twisted way. Even if in his brain there was a little part which told him that Mandark might fail, he had never expected him to loose his life.

That had been a real hit for Bell. And that was the only reason for which, in the past months, Blossom had never been the target of his plans. He couldn't afford loosing Bell just for that girl. She was just too precious for his future plans.

And that was why he felt like going insane right there on the spot. If the girl that had been found dead there was really Bell then a lot of his future plans were ruined. He sighed, beginning to slow down a bit. With all his efforts to make her depend on him, he was the one that depended on her.

He stopped on the spot and hit a machine with all his force. He left a big hole in the metal structure. He looked in the way of the machine. A little lower than the hole left by his fist was Zim. It was obvious that he had been standing there a few moments ago and he had dodged his boss' punch in the last second.

"Well?!? What are you staring at?!" he yelled at the alien. Then he turned to the others. "Do you think you got a day off?" he screamed at them. "You and you!" he shouted pointing to two of the Council's members (A/N: I don't know all the names) "I want you two to find out as much as you can about this!" he said motioning to the T.V. "You!" he said turning to Zim "Help them!" the small alien nodded and got up, still a little scared.

"The rest of you, back to your work!" he shouted with a look on his face that said he would kill the first one that dared to do something other than what he said. Everyone obeyed.

"Now, I'll see if I can find some answers on my own." He muttered, getting out of the room and heading to the exit of the HQ.


Well, that was it for now. I hope you liked it!

I'm not very sure when I'll update the next chapter, but it shouldn't take too long.

See ya in Chapter 8!