Hey guys! I'm back and better, I hope. Anyways sorry for this long awaited chapter, thank you for hanging on. I hope you enjoy!

As always I do not own The PPG or The RRB.


*Blossom's P.O.V*

It has been said that time heals all wounds. It doesn't. In reality the wounds remain. It only gets deeper in the skin and mind, leaving a permanent stamp on both.

When one has to carry this never ending burden they might go insane, if the situation is dire. But, in this case...our case, the wound isn't known. Since my sister's and I were captured by that filthy blood sucker, we've felt this great weight on our minds and bodies. We had many odd incidents living with that thing, maybe that caused it...

We would often find ourselves being woken up in Vincent makeshift health room fighting for our lives. For what was the reason, I don't know myself. When we asked what had happen. He would hit us. Tell us, we needed to get better and stronger.

After multiple incidents like these and many scars on our bodies, it stopped. We stopped waking up in his makeshift room. I wonder if he ever experiment on us.

"Cheryl, we're here."

I snapped out of my daze to look over to my youngest sibling. Then I looked outside. On the opposite side of me, through the window stood an old style victorian castle. It stood out like a sore thumb amongst the sea of dark oaked trees.

"Right." How could I forget. I was so lost in suppressed memories that I forgot about today's agenda. Find out whatever it was that needed to be found...

*No one's P.O.V*

The lean young looking man driving parked outside the main entrance, rushing to open the door.

"We have arrived, I hope you enjoy your visit." The driver spoke letting the three young ladies out of the all black limousine.

Blossom was the first to step out, she was wearing a mauve pink sweater followed by a brown scarf, jeans, and brown knee high boots. Blossom's hair was let down just like her sisters.

Buttercup was next to step out. She wore a camo jacket with a black sweater underneath, black leggings, and her still trusty combat boots.

Lastly to step was Bubbles. She wore a baby blue sweater with a white collar peeking through, jeans, and brown ankle length booties.

"Thank you." Blossom said kindly.

The sisters looked at the direction of the castle door to be meet with a young man, around the age of nineteen. He had hazel eyes and brown hair, he wore what seemed to be a butler's uniform.

"Hello, you girls must be the Danver sisters. It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Charles, I am Master Brick's personal assistant...Please come this way they are waiting for you."

The girls nodded, silently following.

"This is the royal castle?" Bubbles quietly said making her way in with her sisters. "It's so beautiful."

"It's so huge." Buttercup chimed in.

The girls walked in through a big door that lead to what seemed to be a living room. The ceiling was high up with railings leading to the second floor.

"Hellooo ladies." A voice that Buttercup would only describe as arrogant.

The girls turned to see the Ruffs enter through a tinted glass door, on the edge of the living room. Each puff noticed their counterparts all wearing black suits, with their respective colored tie, of course.

"Please, have a seat on any couch." Brick said as he sat some on the couch across from them.

"Um...what's with the monkey suits?" Buttercup asked.

"Well my little Jade, we had some last minute business to attend today. But, no worries you'll have all my attention to today babe." Butch winked.

"Masters! Come quick it's an emergency!" Charles came bursting through a different door to the right of the entrance.

"Sorry, we'll be back. Please make yourselves comfortable." Boomer said giving a kind smile, rushing out.

"Now what-"

"Follow"

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Uhhh..did you girls hear that or was it just me. Buttercup spoke telepathically to her sisters.

No Buttercup I also heard it. Should we listen to it? What do you think Bubbles?...Bubbles.

The two eldest sisters turned to find their baby sister creeping away to the direction the future kings walked through.

Bubbles! What are you doing!

Bubbles turned to look at her red headed sister, with a helpless expression.

I..I don't know. But I have this feeling...like if we should follow them...after all that's what we came here to do isn't it?

We might get caught.

Bubbles rolled her eyes at Buttercup's response.

Or maybe not. Come on what do we have to lose...Bloss?

The leader snapped out of her thoughts.

I think maybe..we should...what do you say Butters?

You too?!...ah what do I care. Let's go.

-With the Boys-

"What do you mean!?" Butch's voice rumbled through the room.

"Seven years!" Brick's fist slammed down on the table cracking it in half with ease.

"Y-yes Master Brick." Charles stuttered trying to collect himself. "Our s-sources s-said-"

"Speak without stuttering! Useless peasant."

"Leave him alone Butch. You're scaring him to death." Boomer tried reasoning with one of his older brothers.

"Whatever.." Said older brother grumbled.

"Sorry, continue please."

"O-of course thank you Prince Boomer… W-well the bodies were found all around Townsville, some even in Citiesville. The cornier mentioned it must have been the same killer. Each and e-everybody was found with a highly concentrated amount of cocaine in their bloodstream." He paused before continuing. "Also found on the bodies were multiple stab wounds...along with uhh...slit wrist, necks, and stomachs. The killer's weapon was laced with diluted holy water."

"Sick fucking bastard." Butch said spitting on the ground.

"Why diluted holy water? Why not just use regular holy water to get it over with?" Boomer asked.

"When diluted holy water enters a Vampire's body it causes immense pain. But, it doesn't kill one." Brick repiled.

"Painful death." Boomer said coming to the conclusion.

"Y-yea and that's not all. We were only able to catch onto these killings because, of the same killing patterns, and whoever is killing, has it in for The Volturi seeing as many less important members are being killed. To add onto that it took some years to find their well preserved bodies. Whoever did this must be a pro."

"Rebels?" Boomer suggested.

"No...there's only a limited amount of people that has access to that type of concentrated drug. Plus, all the buildings they lived in were highly protected at all times.." Brick walked around, thinking. "Were the tapes reviewed from their complexes?"

"Yes, by many specialist. The problem is that it seems to be picture cameras. It snaps a picture every time it detects was shown within the pictures. But, it didn't show anyone."

"What was the window of time the killer had." Butch asked.

Charles struggled to shuffle through the documents in his hands. "...ummm...eight minutes?..this can't be right." He looked over the document making sure he didn't misread the information.

"Mmm...fast..."

"What did you say Boomer?" Brick questioned.

"The killer...he or she must have been fast enough to avoid the camera…do you remember when we go out for runs, around the palace. Where the cameras can see."

"We don't show up...we were too fast. But only because of our advantages due to Chemical X." Brick answered.

"Do you think they might be ali-"

"No. Impossible." Brick said cutting Butch off.

"W-we'll if I may..."

"Go on ahead Charles."

Charles gently put down some files showing pictures of criminals and Chemical X "You see a few years back, some thieves found the ingredients to Chemical X, after Professor Utonium was killed. But, there was only enough for three people before we caught them. When we did they said they injected it into three hosts."

"Who were the three?" The fiery haired prince said.

"Mitch Michelson, Geared Albert, and Robin Oaks." (A/N: Geared is from the 2016 show as Blossom's love intrance.)

"They sound familiar… Charles, I want any information you can find on them on my desk by the end of tonight."

"As you wish Master Brick."

"Please just call me Prince Brick. We've been over this."

Charles blushed. "Right, sorry Prince Brick...I'll have the files before seven."

"You're excused."

-On the opposite side of the door-

Oh no! Run back girls!

Off!- Three voices chimed together followed by a thump sound.

"Well what do we have here?" A tall man with Black hair and red eyes said.

"Dad?"


That is all for today I hope you like where the story is headed. Please let me know if you do so I can continue. Until next time, love you! :)