Avalon belongs to xXB.r.o.k.e.n.3Xx
Maxine belongs to ROC95
Buxiu belongs to Scourge From BloodClan
Demonia belongs to LittleMissWonderlannd
Violetta belongs to xXQueenOfCrazyXx
Balace belongs to ToReMusical
And the entire Powerpuff Girl universe belongs to Craig McCraken.
Not me.
Mrs. Keane watched helplessly was the Citiesville police took away her husband. When the final school bell rang, all of the students left the building except the Powerpuff Girls; they were nowhere to be found. Alarmed, the police searched every inch of the city issuing out a citywide emergency disaster protocol amongst the citizens; most of the Citiesville citizens evacuated while others stayed indoors. After ensuring the security of the city, the mayor demanded that the Professor be interrogated of the girls' whereabouts. The Professor repeatedly stated his case that he did not know where his children have gone to, but Citiesville couldn't take any risks and arrested the Professor in his own home. Mrs. Keane wanted to follow him but the Professor told her to stay at home in case the girls returned.
Once the police cars drove away from the street, Mrs. Keane tired calling the girls and even sending text messages but none of them have responded. Mrs. Keane didn't know what else to do, so she grabbed the car keys and followed the Professor to the police department.
Inside the building, Professor Utonium sat calmly in an interrogation room. He sat in a steel chair with a steel table in front of him and was handcuffed to the table. The chief detective had interviewed him for about an hour asking him the same questions over and over again. According to students, the girls were last seen with a strange pink-haired girl that the Professor had never met before. The detective had asked questions about any conflict with the girls the night before and the Professor answered truthfully that he and Blossom had an argument but he didn't mean to send them away.
The Professor sighed and stared down at the files before him. Based on the assumptions, he could guess that the girls have fled to Mount Neverest, but he couldn't give them that much information. He knew his girls were safe wherever they were; he just hoped that they haven't been caught by a Sentinel. He couldn't help but feel guilty that the caused the girls to leave. The Professor admitted he overreacted last night, but he was so scared of his children leaving him that his emotions must have gotten to the best of him. All he could do now was reflect on his actions.
Meanwhile on the other side of the city, the Powerpunk Girls were strolling down the quiet streets, still unaware of the fact that they were not in the City of Townsville. Their current goal was to find a clothing store and get rid of their grimy clothes they wore. As Brat and Berserk were hunting down an acceptable store, Brute looked around the empty street suspiciously.
"Something's not right about this town. It's too quiet." She commented.
"Who the hell cares? Let's just find a store and trash this place afterwards." Brat replied.
"I'm fucking serious, maybe this isn't—"
"Hey look! A clothing store!" Berserk pointed at the small shop at the end of the street named "Mickey's". In the window were a row of mannequins wearing designer clothes and fashionable accessories. Brat and Berserk ran to the store excitedly while Brute groaned and followed her sisters.
"Fine! Don't listen to me…"
When they reached the store, Brat ignored the 'Closed" sign and the locked door and proceed to kick the glass door open. The store was racked with wall to wall clothes and accessories but it was dark inside and not a single person was around. When the burglar alarm rang, Brat floated over the shattered glass on the floor and began her search for new clothes. Berserk and Brute followed in suit.
"Ugh…will someone please shut off that alarm?! It's giving me a headache!" Brat shouted.
"I got it." Brute jumped over countertop and pulled the wires from under the register. The store was quiet once again allowing the girls to rob store in somewhat silence.
As Brat scanned for a tub top in her color, she heard a police siren with her supersonic hearing. She rolled her eyes and turned to her sisters.
"The narks are on their way."
"Whoop-de-fucking-do…" Brute commented.
Berserk scoffed. "Let them come! Townsville Police ain't shit!" She said as she walked to the dressing room with new garments in her arms.
A couple of kilometers away, a cop and his partner, by the names of Davis and Richard, received a call that a department store at West Point Drive was broken into and somebody had to go investigate.
Davis picked up the speaker. "Are there any suspects, over?" He asked. After a few seconds, a lady on the radio responded.
"Yes. Witnesses say that three girls; one pink, one blue and one green, kicked the door open and walked right in."
Davis turned to his partner suspiciously. "Three girls…? You don't think—" Richard grabbed the speaker from his partner's hand and transmitted the call to every officer in the city.
"Attention all units! Attention all units! This is Officer Matt Richard reporting a possible sighting of the Powerpuff Girls at West Point Drive. Requesting back-up. Repeat: Powerpuff Girls at West Point Drive, requesting back-up! Over."
"Copy that. Squad 2-09 headed that way. Over and out."
As Richard made a sharp turn, Davis quickly loaded their weapons. "You think it's them?" Davis asked.
"I'm positive. Those freaks ain't getting away this time."
Before they knew it, they arrived at West Point Drive where "Mickey's" stood at the corner. Like the report said, the door was broken and broken glass was surrounding the entrance. The two officers slowly exited from their vehicle and readied their guns.
"It's a little quiet around here…" Davis commented.
"Well stay on your guard. Until back-up gets here, I'm gonna check inside." Richard said as he took a step inside, but Davis pulled him back closer to the car.
"Are you crazy?! You're gonna get yourself killed if you step inside! Let's just wait a minute—"
"If we wait, then those girls could get away and we won't know where they'll hit next. I'm checking inside." Davis sighed at his stubborn partner.
"I'll stay close behind. If anything happens, you yell, got it?"
Richard nodded at his blonde partner and slowly took a step inside. The sound of shattering glass echoed the store as Richard pulled out his flashlight to see clearly. The store looked as though it had been ransacked; a few clothes and jewelry were scattered here and there, but he didn't see any signs of three superpower girls anywhere.
"You see anything?" His partner called from outside. Before, Richard could respond, he saw a mess of ribbons lying on the floor. For some reason, it bothered him greatly that ribbons were in the store.
"Hey Davis?"
"What?" Richard kneeled down to examine the red ribbons.
"Your cousin owns this store, right?"
"Yeah. Why?"
"I didn't know he sold ribbons." Richard picked up the red strands and stared hard into them.
"…he doesn't…" In a blink of an eye, the red ribbons around Richard wrapped themselves around his neck and started choking him. Richard tried to rip the fabric but it felt like the ribbons were made of steel. He could feel that his lungs were about to explode due to the lack of oxygen. Richard started to black out as his body felt numb. He let out a faint cry before fell limp on the ground.
Once the body fell dead, the ribbons retracted themselves away from the dead cop and toward a darker part of the store.
After a few seconds of silence, Davis peered inside the dark store worried about his friend.
"Richard?" He called out. He heard the sirens of police cars from outside telling him at back-up had finally arrived. Several cars parked themselves in front of the store and a few officers appeared with loaded weapons. One with grey hair, Davis recognized as the chief of police, approached Davis.
"Status report."
"Yes sir. We only arrived a few minutes ago and my partner went alone. He hasn't come out yet sir." The chief stared grimly into the building.
"And you suspect that the Powerpuff Girls are in there?" Davis nodded.
"Yes sir. Witness said they saw three girls break into this building. It can't be anybody else but them."
The chief of police turned back to his officers and commanded three of them to follow Davis inside. Davis, along with three other cops, quickly stepped inside the department store with their guns ready to fire. The store was still as eerie and uneasy when Richard stepped in.
"I don't see anything." A female officer commented.
Davis ignored her remarks as he stepped further in. The closer the cops crept, the more ominous the store grew. It made the officers want to run back outside where it was obviously safer. Suddenly, his foot knocked onto something that nearly caught him off balanced. He pointed his flashlight to inspect. The other officers couldn't help but his frozen stature and exchange worried glances at each other.
"Davis, did you find something?" One of the officers asked. Davis immediately dropped to his knees causing the rest of the officers to take witness of Richard's dead body. One officer quickly took action and ran to examine the body. He found thin lines bruised around his neck and his face was stuck in an expression of pain. He checked Richard's pulse; he was officially dead.
"He was choked to death." The officer spoke while Davis was still in shock.
"By who, Maxwell?"
The officer identified as Maxwell quickly reexamined Richard's body. "I'm not too sure. It looks like some sort of small pieces of fabric."
The female officer's eyes drifted to a string of red ribbons that sat on the clothing rack. "You mean like ribbons?" She asked.
"…ribbons…?" Davis mumbled under his breath.
Maxwell nodded. "That's a possibility. However I think we should—"
Maxwell's words were cut short as he suddenly felt like his body was separate from the rest of his body and before he knew what happened, Maxwell was met with complete darkness. His partners screamed as they witnessed Maxwell's decapitation. His separated neck erupted with blood as his head toppled to the ground. Before Davis or the other two police officers could run out of the store, red ribbons rained from the ceiling and coiled themselves tightly around the officers' necks.
Davis struggled to look up as he was met with Berserk's crazed red eyes and sinister grin. She hung upside down from the ceiling and allowed her vicious ribbons to constrict around their victim's necks. Once the rest of the officers stopped struggling and their bodies hung dead around her ribbons, Berserk quickly tossed them out the window like trash.
The chief of police, along with the rest of his deputies, were terrified by the sudden return of his officers; thrown out the store window, all dead. Without hesitation, the chief commanded his squad to open fire at the store. As the bullets flew and hit their obvious mark, the girls jumped from their hiding places within the store, and opened their own fire. Brat and Berserk shot a series of eye beams at the cops hitting fatal areas while Brute simply fired a larger green energy beam turning every officer into ash.
When all of the cops were dead or denigrated into ash, the girls finally stepped out of the store. Berserk wore a white dress shirt with a red tie, a black cardigan, pink skirt with black socks and red tennis shoes. Brute changed into a green tank top, a leather jacket, blue jean shorts with black fishnet stocking and black platform boots. Brat wore a light blue tube top, black shorts and black ankle boots.
"It's not designer brand, but it'll have to do for now." Brat commented as she adjusted the bracelets on her wrists and turned to her pink sister. "Now what?"
Berserk pondered on that question. "Let's find the Powerpuff Girls and give them a good beating!" She suggested. Brat rolled her eyes.
"No shit Sherlock. But where do we start?"
"We can start by looking at a different fucking city!" Brat and Berserk turned to their green sister who was standing by one the cop cars with her arms folded and displeased frown on her face.
"What are you talking about Brute?" Berserk questioned.
"Look at the goddamn logo Berserk and tell me we're in Townsville."
Berserk walked over to car and stared at the logo imprinted on the door. It read "Citiesville Police Department" with a picture of the monumental bridge. Berserk started at her sister innocently.
"Your point?" Brute groaned in frustration.
"Berserk, we're NOT in Townsville!"
"WHAT?!" Brat yelled so loud that the general windows of their area shattered. "Berserk—!"
"Will you relax? It was an honest mistake! We'll just waste this city then head to Townsville. There? Problem solved."
"I'm still going to kick your ass! Who knows how far Townsville is from here!?"
"Chill the fuck out Brat!" Berserk yelled over the police sirens that were speeding closer to their destination. "If we don't find the Powerpuffs or Townsville, we can still have fun around here."
Brat clenched her fist so tight that her hand started to bleed from her manicured nails. Her face was hot red and contorted with anger. As the army of yelling police cars came to view, Brat walked out to the road and stood her furious in front of the oncoming cars.
Brute rolled her eyes. "Oh boy. She's in another hissy fit." She cupped her hand around her mouth and shouted at her furious blue sister. "What's wrong now, Brat? Pissed because you haven't seen your little Boomie yet?"
Suddenly, the bracelets slipped out of her wrist and onto her hand so that she had one in each hand. They grew in size and glowed nearly as bright as the sun. Brat ran forward and tossed her yellow bracelet toward the police cars. With a blink of an eye, the bracelet disk sliced three cars opened. For a moment, the girls could see the inside of car; the bloodied severed bodies of the men and women inside the cars and the next moment, the cars exploded leaving behind a fiery explosion and car debris falling to the ground. The remaining cars halted in their tracks until Brat threw her blue bracelet and the disk sliced the rest of the cars like a loaf of bread.
When the bracelets returned to Brat's hands, she angrily turned to her sisters.
"No…I want to cut open that little blonde Powerpuff bitch."
The Professor waited patiently for the detectives for resume their questioning, but after about an hour and a half of waiting, he began to wonder what the delay was all about. He heard panicking sounds off men yelling and running around the building as if the bottom suddenly dropped and the end was near. Sounds of commands and curses filled the halls as the ground suddenly shook beneath him. Professor Utonium could only guess what was happening outside.
Suddenly the door flew open and a man in a brown suit glared at him with two officers at his side. "Arrest him!" He commanded.
The Professor stuttered at the two officers released him from his seat and cuffed him behind his back. "W-What?! Why?! What for?!"
"We found your rotten girls. Witnesses say they saw them murdering a whole squad of officers in the streets! And now they're terrorizing the whole damn city!" The man replied. "Take him away!"
The Professor thrashed and fought. "NO! That's not right! My girls would never do such a thing! You've got it all wrong!"
"We're evacuating the whole city from your monsters and you're telling me that those freaks ain't yours?! I've had enough—"
Suddenly, the entire building shook as the roof, itself, was ripped from above their heads by Buttercup's dimensional counterpart. Brute tossed the demolished roof aside and stared down at the people inside. With one small glance, the Professor had never felt so relieved in his entire life. He knew that wasn't his daughter; that wasn't Buttercup.
Buttercup never such evil and darkness in her eyes. Buttercup enjoyed to violence, but never against the innocent. She was never had a bloodthirsty expression on her face as much as the girl who flew above him.
Brute cracked her knuckles and landed before the men. She smirked as she eyed them one by one. "So? Who's first?"
With the officers distracted, Professor made a quick getaway toward the opposite direction. He could hear the bloodcurdling screams and the sound splattered blood on the floor becoming faint as he ran through the building, past the running men and women, looking for an escape. When he followed the crowd outside, Professor Utonium took witness to the destruction these unknown girls made. It made Townsville look like child's play. The buildings were burning as smoke clouded the sky. The people were running for their lives down the street; most of them were covered in blood. There were citizens trapped in the burning buildings screaming for help but the only seemingly escape route was to jump from most of these twenty-story buildings. The smells of dead and burning filled his nostrils and the sounds of screams and sirens rang in his ears.
"Oh my God…what have they done…?" He grieved.
"ANTONIO!" The Professor turned at his name and saw his wife speeding down the road in their white station wagon and parked in front of him. Inside, he could see bags and luggage packed filled with whatever Mrs. Keane could get her hands on. She ran out of the car to quickly embrace her husband before dragging him inside the car.
"We have to go!" She shouted over the chaos. "The city is evacuating! We can't wait for the girls any longer!"
Once the two were inside the car, Mrs. Keane put the car in drive and raced down the road beating the traffic. When the Professor told his wife to hand him the pliers on the floor, he quickly freed himself from handcuffs, a trick that his brother taught him years ago. He glanced at the city behind him.
"Those were not the girls." He fumed. "How can anybody believe those were my girls?!"
"I believe you, darling; they would never do anything like this. But where can the girls be?!" Sandra panicked as she made an illegal turn.
"They went to Mt. Neverest. That I know. My question is: What the hell are the Powerpunk Girls here in this dimension?!"
Mrs. Keane suddenly slammed on the brakes once she saw Brat standing in the middle of the road. Her eyes gleamed with excitement as she charged an energy beam at the tip of her finger and aimed it at the Professor. Thinking quickly, Mrs. Keane shifted the car into reverse and quickly ran away from the blue Powerpunk. The blue laser missed their car narrowly, but other cars and obstacles weren't so lucky. Shifting back to drive, Mrs. Keane took an alternate route while Professor Utonium reached into the glove compartment and pulled out scientific revolver gun filled glowing red bullets.
"Honey, what's that?" Mrs. Keane asked.
"It's my latest invention: The Antidote X Revolver. I had made this in case of emergencies such as these. I've load it with a special bullet that I coated with a small amount Antidote X. If I shoot a bullet at one of these girls' bodies, then their powers will be temporarily cancelled for about five minutes."
"Five minutes?! Why not just cancel their powers for good?"
"Then I would need to make a bigger bullet and a larger gun." He explained simply. The Professor looked up to the sky and saw Berserk flying toward them. She fired several laser beams at the couple forcing Mrs. Keane to maneuver the car by making sharp turns. Eventually, Berserk was chasing them.
The Professor rolled the window down and pointed the revolver at Berserk. The Powerpunk laughed at him. "Do you really think your stupid, little bullet is going to stop—!?"
Suddenly, she was shot on the shoulder, which slowed her down greatly. Berserk gripped her shoulder in pain as she saw the blood pour from the bullet wound. "What the hell kind of bullet was that?! That fucking hurt!" Suddenly, her glowing red eyes turned dull as did her overall appearance and she plummeted from the air and into the ground.
The Professor and Mrs. Keane celebrated in triumph as they continued their escape. Meanwhile, Berserk was struggling to stand as she tried to understand why she couldn't use her powers anymore.
Violetta held onto Boomer's hand tightly as they wondered down the spiraling road into Him's Domain of Hell. Demonica looked around the area in awe of the chaos and evil that poured into the demonic citadel the boys called home. Black creature demons would try to crawl their way onto the road and tried to attack them for their souls, but they never got so much as an inch without Brick smacking them away with a flick of his wrist.
Boomer smiled down at the girls. "It's okay. You're safe with us." He reassured. Demonica scoffed.
"Like I would need your help in the first place." She said as she walked further ahead close to Brick. Violetta briefly stared at Boomer before letting go of his hand and joining the albino girl.
As the five of them traveled near the end, the boys were surprised to a large floating platform docked at the end of the road. The platform had an entire living room setting; a flamingo pink couch, a flat screen television, a coffee table, and a tall pink table surrounded by matching chairs. Sitting at the table were Him, dressed in a pink frilly dress shirt with a deep red coat, black leather shorts and matching thigh boots, and an eight-year-old girl with duel jade/lilac eyes and long, light purple hair. Her hair was dyed in pink, light blue, and lime green streaks and was crowned with a red bow. She wore a short V-neck, sleeveless marmalade dress with two black cross stripes that ended to her thighs, pink stockings and brown shoes.
The Butch rolled his eyes at the sight of the girl. "Oh great. Mom's playing with his pet." He grumbled.
Violetta stared up at Boomer. "Who is she?"
"That's Sherry or Balace as she calls herself now. You can say she's part of the family." He answered.
"More like a stray that Him took in to keep him entertained. She has nothing to do with us." Brick commented as he stepped on the platform. "We're home."
The two seemed to be in a heated game of chess and Him was stroking his long goatee with his claw as though he was thinking of a good strategy. Balace had moved her rook in order to save herself from a checkmate, but Him knew exactly what do. All he had to do—
"Mom, stop fucking around and finish her." Brick moved his father's black bishop adjacent to the red king claiming an easy checkmate and ending the game. Balace gasped and gave Brick a pouty face. Him frowned motherly at his son.
"Oh dear, now that's no fun. Remember what I told you boys, give your opponents a suffering and agonizing defeat." Him scolded while taking a sip of his wine.
Boomer stared at Him confused. "I thought you told us to make it quick and leave no mess?"
"That's assassination." Brick corrected while glaring at his younger brother.
Balace jumped down from her seat and ran to hug her favorite Rowdyruff. "Welcome home Boomer!" She said with bright smile on her face. Butch walked past them with a look of disgust.
"Ugh, five minutes back home and I already want to throw up my lunch." He took a seat on the couch and turned the television on.
Him noticed Vilo and Demonica for the first time. "Brick, who are this children you brought him? They better not be who I think they are."
"No. Mom. Please." Brick answered sternly. "This two are very special girls who I thought would be excellent playmates for Balace." He smirked.
Demonica folded her arms. "Playmates?! Are you kidding me? We may be kids but we're not stupid!"
Balace latched away from Boomer's waist and stood in front of Violetta and Demonica.
"Hi! My name is Balace! It's nice to meet you." Balace curtsied. "I hope we'll become really good friends."
Before Demonica and Violetta could reply, another floating platform came and attached itself to the larger platform they were sitting on. Him cleared his throat to get the girls' attention.
"Why don't you three go play while I have a discussion with the boys?" He suggested. When the girls left to talk among themselves, Him told Boomer and Brick to sit down. Brick folded his arms while Boomer started to play with the chess pieces.
Him broke the silence. "The Powerpuff Girls are the only ones left on the Earth who have not been marked." He said as he pulled out a cigar from his pocket. "Time is running out boys."
Brick shrugged. "I'm not too worried about it. The tracking bug that Boomer planted on the girls had confirmed that they are currently at Mountain Neverest. They can't hide forever."
Him lit his cigar, inhaled and blew out a stream of smoke out of his mouth. "I'm sure those pompous heroes in uniform have warned the girls, but do you think that will make fight in the games willingly?"
"It wouldn't be surprising. But I'm sure they will find some sort of reason to fight for themselves. For now its up to the Powerpunk Girls to push them to their limits." Him nodded in agreement while Boomer stared at his older brother in confusion.
"What makes you say that?"
"Holy shit!"
Six heads turned to the television screen where Butch was watching and saw the Town of Citiesville in chaotic destruction. Demonica, Violetta and Balace couldn't take their eyes away from the screen as people were running away from the panic and the violent happenings that occurred in between. They saw Brute crash her way through three buildings making them crumble to the ground. The girls watched in awe.
"Wow! Look at all the dead people on T.V!" Vilo cheered. Demonica laughed at she pointed at a decapitated man on the screen.
"Look! His head is gone! And there's blood everywhere!"
"But wait…that's not Buttercup." Balace pointed out as she folded her arms. "Buttercup would never do something like this!" Butch couldn't hold back his eye roll.
As the boys watched the destruction on the screen, Butch couldn't help but chuckle. "Man, the Punks are going to murder those Puffs."
Blossom sat on a cushioned bench in the lobby outside of the Rotunda of Selection. She and her sisters could hear the roaring arguments and debates, from the elder super heroes, about team selections, plans of action, and how to prepare the younger generation for combat. Blossom scanned the lobby with her rosy eyes and saw the fear and anxiety in few eyes of super powered children and young teens. The idea of death struck the smart ones while the childish fearless ones were foolish.
Blossom feared death. It was the general human fear. She believed, now, that fear made a person stronger. For if one had no fear, then how could one grow? Blossom was definitely afraid and that made her happy, because she had room to grow.
Bubbles rested her head on her eldest sister's right shoulders as her eyes stared longingly at the corner of the ceiling as though she was lost in thought. Buttercup sat comfortably on the bench to Blossom's left with her legs crossed and her hands behind her head. She sighed.
"Well…I guess that's it…" She said as though she didn't know what else to say. All Blossom could do was nod.
"Now all we have to do is get marked." Bubbles mentioned. "It feels like we're the only ones left in this world who didn't get a special tattoo."
"We just need to use our powers. Nothing special." Buttercup shrugged.
Avalon walked toward the girls with Maxine and Bùxiǔ behind her. It put Blossom at unease the way that her new friends were smiling at her, as though the news of the games never fazed them at all. Avalon pointed at the debating room.
"It's going to be a while before they come to an agreement. Want to go grab something to eat in the meantime?" She suggested.
"I can easily teleport us to your city." Maxine mentioned. "We can eat there. Townsville wasn't it?"
The girls gave each other uneasy glances. "Actually we moved. We live in…Citiesville…"
Blossom suddenly stood up in her seat. With all of the excitement and revelations of the Games being underway, Blossom forgot Citiesville, the mayor, and more importantly, the Professor. By now, there was no doubt that the entire city had discovered that the Powerpuff Girls went missing. The citizens and police were probably running around like headless chickens panicking on the girls' whereabouts. And the Professor…oh God knew what would happen to him and Mrs. Keane.
"Oh shit! We gotta head home!" Buttercup said what Blossom was thinking. Avalon gasped.
"Oh man. You're right! We need get you guys home." The girls quickly grabbed their bags and stood up to face Maxine. Before she could give the instructions, Maxine suddenly felt a sharp pain passing through her head. She gritted her teeth and held her tongue in order to prevent her from screaming, but her twisted pained face said it all to her friends.
"Maxine? What's the matter?!" Bùxiǔ asked.
Suddenly, all their worried cries faded away from Maxine's hearing and her vision turned white as scene appeared in her mind like a clip of a movie.
Citiesville was in demolished ruins in just hours fighting against one another. Somehow, the sky turned dark as storm clouds covered the city. The air smelled like fire and brimstone and blood nearly caked the streets. Cars were destroyed against each other and other building and the people inside were surely dead.
A white station wagon was flipped upside down and inside was Mrs. Keane with glass piercing her fragile body and blood staining her clothes. Professor Utonium was further away from the car face down with a trail of blood on the ground behind him.
Berserk's ribbons wrapped around Blossom thin neck making her gasp and cry for air. The pink Powerpunk hovered over Blossom's failing body as she laughed manically into the dark sky. Blossom tried to summon the strength to continue fighting, but all of her energy had left her bloody body during the entire fight. As the darkness started to cover her vision, Blossom reached for Berserk's face in a final attempt to fight back, but it was all in vain, as the pink Powerpuff's body fell limp onto the ground.
The last thing she was her marked hand desperately reaching for freedom.
The clip was suddenly over as Maxine regained conciseness. The pain in her head had left and she could see and hear clearly once again. Maxine was relieved to find that she was still in the lobby with the girls huddled around her worried. Although she felt a little lightheaded, Maxine quickly reached for Blossom's arm.
"Maxine, what's—?!"
"You can't go!" Maxine warned as she was panting. For some reason, she felt out of breath. "I had a vision…"
Blossom halted in her tracks as she listened to the blonde psychic's words.
"I saw the city destroyed…Everyone was dead. Then I saw you, Blossom. You were against a girl who looked exactly like you. She was choking you with her own ribbons and you died—" Her words were cut short as Blossom walked past her followed by her sisters. "Hey! Aren't you listening to me?!"
"If what you say is true, then that means we have to get our parents out of there before the worst happens!" The girls ran to the exit and disappeared around the corner ignoring Maxine's pleas.
"Wait! You don't understand…damn it." She gave up once she realized that the girls weren't going to listen to her.
Thousands of miles from the mountain peaks of AWSH Headquarters, the girls had finally entered the Pacific Ocean at the speed they were flying. Even though they were flying at top possible speed, Blossom was still worried they would rescue their parents in time. Blossom turned her head to meet her sister's eyes.
"Bubbles! You're faster than we are! Get to city and find the Professor and mom!" Bubbles nodded her head determined to complete the mission she was recently assigned. Blossom turned to her green sister. "Buttercup! Give her a boost!"
Buttercup nodded and grabbed Bubbles by her arm. The two suddenly spun in a circle in rapid speed until Buttercup tossed her younger sister into the direction they were flying toward. Bubbles increased her speed as she flew past her sisters and into the United States in record-breaking speed.
Meanwhile, Brick's phone started vibrating and he fished it out of his pocket. He unlocked his phone, looked at his GPS app, and saw a red dot moving rapidly from the Pacific Ocean heading to the Town of Citiesville. He smirked.
"And they're off."
Berserk was leaning against a burning building as she held her bullet wound in pain. Whatever that bullet was took away her powers making her feel weaker than usual. She looked up to see her sisters, Brat and Brute flying toward her.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Brat sneered.
"Why do you look like shit?" Brute commented.
"Fuck both of you! That Oppressor look-alike shot me and took away my powers! What the fuck am I supposed to do?!"
"Wait." Brute realized ignoring her sister's state. "You said that good version of Oppressor was here?"
"Yeah? So what?" Berserk shrugged with her good shoulder.
Brat nearly screamed. "Oh. My. God. How stupid can you be?! That means if he's here, then those stupid Powerpuffs are around too!"
"If we catch the nerd, he'll lead us to them. Which way did he go?" Brute asked Berserk. Berserk pointed down the road.
"He took off that way. Him and a broad are driving in a white old man car." Brute and Brat took to the skies and left Berserk in her painful condition. Once Brute flew to the highest point of the city, she spotted a white station wagon speeding down the highway avoiding as much traffic as possible. Brute flew toward them with Brat following close behind.
In the car, Professor saw in the rearview mirror that the remaining two Powerpunk Girls have finally caught up to them. Cursing under his breath, the Professor reloaded his revolver, stuck his head out of the window and took aim at the girls. Brute saw his gun and moved out of his range as quick as possible.
"Don't let him shoot you!"
"No shit!" Brat teleported herself in front of the car and before Mrs. Keane could hit the brakes again, Brat held her hand out and instantly, stopped the car. It crashed into her hand and the impact forced the windows to scatter, the airbags to explode open and the Professor the pull the trigger at Brute. Brute was unable to dodge the bullet in time so she held out her hand to catch it. She caught it, however, it pierced through her hand causing the Antidote X chemicals to flow through her body and instantly, she hit the ground with the loss of her powers.
Inside the damaged vehicle, the Professor lifted his bleeding forehead from the car door and turned to his wife. Sandra's head was buried in the airbag and there were shards of glass on top of her body, but none of them pieced her severely. He saw that her nose and head were bleeding and she had some broken limbs like himself. She wasn't moving a muscle leading him to believe that she was unconscious. The Professor tried to move toward he, but he came to realize that his legs were stuck in the aftermath of the wreckage. As he tried to move around, he saw Brat moving to his side of the car. She ripped the car door open and forcibly pulled the Professor painfully out of the car.
Her dark blue eyes glared into his fearful brown eyes. "Not so tough now without your special gun, huh?" With that, she flipped the car over once so that it was upside down and Mrs. Keane was hanging limply from it. Professor Utonium struggled from hold as he attempted to reach his wife, only to be thrown roughly to the ground.
"Look old man. I'm only going to say this once. So listen up!" Brat grabbed the Professor by his collar and pulled him up to eye level. "Where are those—?!"
Suddenly she was blasted away by a light blue energy beam and landed a few feet away from the Professor. When Brat looked up, she was met by several rounds of super powered fists in her face by Bubbles.
"STAY AWAY FROM THE PROFESSOR!" Bubbles ended her combos by giving Brat and strong kick in the gut crashing into a nearby building. Bubbles ran to her father.
"Professor! Are you okay?!"
"Not really…but…your mother. She's in the car!" The Professor grabbed his broken arm in pain as Bubbles ran to white station wagon and saw Mrs. Keane trapped helplessly inside. Without a moment to lose, Bubbles carefully pulled her mother out of the car and in her arms. Bubbles felt her foot brush against Professor's scientific weapon and picked it up.
"She's unconscious." Bubbles confirmed to her father as she gave the gun back to him.
"Thank you. Where are your sisters?" He asked as he found the strength to stand.
"They're on their way. I just got here faster. I need to get you two to safety!" Bubbles shifted Mrs. Keane so that she rested on her back.
The Professor looked ahead to see that the famous bridge was only a mile away from them and beyond that, he could see the restoration City of Townsville a few miles beyond that. "Once we can cross the bridge, I'll be able to take your mother to Townsville on my own." He confirmed. Bubbles nodded in agreement.
However, she was forced to summon her Bubble Shield around them as two spinning disks were speeding toward them. One disk bounced off her shield and left a crack while the other did the same and somehow managed to shatter Bubbles's shield completely. The two disks reverted into bracelets and landed on Brat's hands. The parallel opposites glared at each other before Brat broke the silence.
"You know…I never understood how some people can that I'm you. I mean there are so many differences between us."
Bubbles couldn't help but agree silently. Even though the girls could pass for twins, but even twins have their differences. The major contrast, to Bubbles, was their choices in clothing. In contrast to Bubbles, who wore modest clothing, Brat would rather show as much skin as humanly possible.
"For one," Brat continued. "I certainly don't dress like I'm still in fucking kindergarten." She sneered at her counterpart. Bubbles slightly flinched at that comment, but held her ground nonetheless.
Brat charged toward the Utonium family, but she was instantly pushed back by Bubbles's shield. The impact from Brat made the shield shatter once again. Brat scoffed. "Second, at least my shields hold longer that yours."
Bubbles growled under breath as the Professor took Mrs. Keane and ran to a safer area. With the Professor out of harm's way, Bubbles took the offensive and charged at Brat with a fist ready to punch. Brat blocked her fist and punched her counterpart right on the jaw. Bubbles quickly recovered from the blow and tried to attack again but all of them were blocked and countered by Brat. Finally, Brat smacked Bubbles on to the ground.
"Also, my attacks are totally stronger than yours. Better yet, pretty anything is stronger than you are!" Brat laughed manically. Bubbles pulled herself up and glared harshly at Brat. "Awe…did I make the little baby angry? Is she going to cry?"
Bubbles quickly took a deep breath and screamed her special Super Sonic Scream at Brat. However, before the harsh sound waves could hit their intended target, Brat formed a small shield with the palm of her hand and blocked the incoming sound waves with no trouble at all. But thanks to Bubbles's distraction, Brat failed to notice wave of icy winds falling upon and freezing her instantly.
Bubbles looked up to see Blossom and Buttercup hovering above her. "Where's the Professor?" Blossom asked.
"Mom and the Professor are down there." Bubbles pointed at the spot where their parents were hiding. The girls landed in front of the Professor to check on their injuries but instead, their father pulled them in for a quick hug.
"Oh my girls. I'm so sorry for yesterday…."
"It's okay Professor. But we don't have time for this right now." Blossom said quickly as the girls pulled away.
"Blossom's right. We need to get you and mom out of here. Besides, I don't know how long that ice is going to hold." Buttercup started at Brat's frozen statue and noticed it was starting to shake.
The Professor nodded and handed Bubbles his revolver. "Take this. It will hold them back for about five minutes. There should be enough to shoot them once each, and once they're shot, you three hurry back to Townsville. Understood?"
The girls nodded as Bubbles took the gun from her father and placed it in her pocket of her hoodie. Suddenly, the ground shoot as an explosion erupted from a far. Blossom felt a spike in energy as Berserk's powers were revived now that her bullet's effect wore off. Then Brat broke free from her ice prison and glared at all three girls.
"Well, well, well…look what the cat dragged in."
Buttercup stood proactively in front of her family as Blossom gave Bubbles another command. "Make sure the Professor and mom are out of the city limits safely." Bubbles agreed and took her parents to safety.
Before Brat could take another step closer to Bubbles, Buttercup quickly charged forward, gave Brat a swift uppercut with her left hand and kicked the side her head sending the blue Powerpunk toward Blossom. Blossom took Brat's defenseless state as a perfect opportunity to send wave after wave of furious attacks, similar to the one she gave Brick in the beginning. As Blossom kneed Brat's face, she could hear a slight hiss in the area and before she could react, Buttercup protected Blossom from an oncoming ribbon attack. The red ribbon wrapped itself around Buttercup's left arm, but the green puff refused to move an inch.
Brat jumped back as she held her bloody nose in her hands and glared furiously at Blossom. "You…BITCH! I almost broke my nose!"
"Almost? What a shame." Blossom replied emotionlessly.
Berserk's ribbons released Buttercup's arm as she smirked wickedly. "See Brat? I told you we would find the girls here. I think you owe me a fucking apology!"
"FUCK YOU!"
Buttercup and Blossom stood back-to back as they faced each Powerpunk respectively; Blossom to Brat and Buttercup to Berserk. Buttercup took careful eye of the Powerpunk leader as she reached in her bleeding shoulder and ripped out the bullet that was lodged inside.
"Look what your shithead father did to me. I thought I would be done for without powers, but it turned out that this bullet wasn't worth a shit!" Berserk tossed the bloody bullet to the ground in anger. Buttercup rolled her eyes.
"Blah, blah, blah! Quit your bitching and show me what you're made of already!" Berserk frowned and fired several energy balls at Buttercup, who dodged every oncoming projectile. Buttercup then charged past her defensive ribbons and punched Berserk square in the face repeatedly.
Blossom started to read Brat's movements as the Powerpunk girl started to attack her. Dodging her attacks became easy once Blossom knew what Brat was going to do next. Suddenly Blossom twisted Brat's arm and gave her several quick jabs before tossing her toward Berserk. Buttercup quickly moved away from Berserk to that Brat crashed into her sister causing both of them to plummet to the ground.
Buttercup smirked. "This is going to be easier than I—"
"BUTTERCUP! LOOK OUT!" Blossom quickly pushed her sister out of the way and took a powerful punch from Brute. Blossom was slammed onto the ground next to her family car.
Buttercup turned to face herself with Brute. When their eyes met, Buttercup felt a rush on energy run through her entire being; the same kind of force she had when she first met Beauty. Except this time, instead of unexplainable fear, Buttercup felt a rush of adrenaline that made her feel as invincible and everlasting as the sun itself. Brute must as felt the same as her eyes twitched in excitement. For some reason, her twitchiness reminded Buttercup of the younger Butch.
"'Sup cuz." Brute eyed Buttercup up and down.
"I ain't your damn cousin."
The two clashed like lightning as they attempted to land hard blows upon each other. They were blocking each other's attacks making it seem like an even match. Brute sent a swift kick to Buttercup's face, but the green puff blocked with her casted arm. Brute withdrew her leg and sent a series of punches to Buttercup, who dodged them all effectively.
"So…how did you break your arm?" Brute smirked.
"Mind your fucking business." With Brute distracted, Buttercup took the first punch to Brute's nose sending her back a few feet. Brute held her face in pain. Buttercup smirked. "Did I break your nose?"
Suddenly, she heard a snap as Brute readjusted her once broken nose and wiped the blood away. "Nah. It's all good now."
As Buttercup and Brute clashed fists, Blossom lifted herself from the gravel and she saw the insides of her family's ruined car. Inside, she saw several bags packed with random assortment of clothes and items; some were her parents' and some were the girls. Blossom saw something inside that catch her attention and reached in the car.
She pulled out her ribbon.
The red ribbon she abandoned years ago. The red ribbon that crowned her head. The red ribbon that properly represented her at the commander and leader of the Powerpuff Girls.
She felt a wave of nostalgia as she held the silk fabric in her hand. The memories that stitched each string of fabric together brought new revelation to Blossom as if it was asking her to wear it again.
Blossom heard growing complaints of Brat and Berserk as they approached her and quickly wrapped her bow around her ponytail, like she had done many years ago. It felt weird to her, in a good way that she felt whole with her bows once again on her head.
Brat growled loudly as she threw two of her bracelet disks at Blossom while Berserk tried to capture her counterpart with her ribbons. Acting quick on her feet, Blossom maneuvered easily past the furious attacks of Berserk's ribbons while calculating how much time she had left until the disks could hit her. As Brat's bracelets inched closer, Blossom dodged on last ribbon before she simply jumped through one of the disks.
"WHAT?!" Brat cried.
Blossom jumped through the second and immediately took hold of it. Even though the sharp disk pierced her hand, making it bleed, Blossom ignored it and tossed it back at punk sisters. The disk ripped through Berserk's ribbons causing the fabric to wilt on her head, but once it arrived at Brat, it reverted into a small bracelet once again. Berserk screamed.
"THAT'S IT! I'M GOING TO MURDER YOU!"
Meanwhile, Buttercup and Brute continued their onslaught on each other. They managed to give each other scratches and a few bruises but nothing further. When Brute punched, Buttercup punched back. Neither of them had yet to use their actual powers, but instead, they relied on pure strength alone. They were pushed away from each other and locked themselves in a staring contest. Buttercup saw that Brute was clenching her right fist ready to deliver another blow. The green opposites mirrored their movements as they raised their right fists to their side and aimed it at each other's faces. Then the two girls charged at each other increasing their speed and when they were inches away, they threw their arms and their fists collided together.
The collision caused an eruption of energy to explode between them like a flash of green lightning. The collision caused Buttercup's cast to shatter instantly and with her newly healed arm, Buttercup was able to gather enough strength to push Brute back. Once Brute was far away from her, Buttercup pummeled her with several attacks from her fists and ended it by slammed both fists on to Brute's skull. Brute instantly crashed landed on the ground.
Blossom had enough trouble attacking Berserk but now she was forced to avoid Brat's continuous wails of her own super scream. Blossom constantly maneuvered Berserk so that she could run away and let Brat attack her own sister on accident. The plan worked for about six times before Berserk got angry and threw an abandoned truck and threw it at Blossom. With her laser beam, Blossom easily cut through the truck like butter.
Brat and Berserk's eyes glowed dangerously in anger as they grabbed each other arm. Their bodies glowed their signature colors as they spun around each other like a merry-go-round, only instead, their speed gradually increased making it a dark pink and blue drill. The drill charged its way toward Blossom, but the pink puff was able to dodge at the last minute. Blossom witnessed the drill cutting through adjacent buildings as it made a U-turn to face her again. She knew the she couldn't stop it on her own, especially with her bleeding hands.
Blossom dodged the drill as long as she could before Bubbles jumped in front of her. With her arms extended wide apart, the quickly slammed them together and created a large thunderous sound wave which effectively separated the two punk sisters. Brat and Berserk tumbled to the ground with several bruises and scratches on their bodies. Bubbles turned to her elder sister and quickly healed her hands.
"Blossom are you okay?" Blossom nodded as she felt the pain on her hands disappear.
"I am. Thanks. And our parents?"
Bubbles nodded. "I dropped them off at the hospital we were in a week ago. They're safe now."
"Good." Suddenly Buttercup landed next to her sisters covered in minor scratches. Her sisters notice her cast was gone.
"Buttercup…your arm…"
"I know. Its fully healed now." She said as she flexed her right arm. "So I guess the Professor is safe now?" Bubbles nodded.
"Mom and dad are being taken care of."
"Good. Now let's shoot these clones and get the hell out of here." Buttercup pointed at the gun the Professor gave Bubbles. Before Blossom could agree, she took a moment to look at the sky.
"Girls…" The three of them looked up and saw the sky was as dark and violent as the moment they last fought the Rowdyruff Boys. Dark clouds swirled around each other like a hurricane and lightning cracked in between. Blossom looked at her sisters excitedly.
"Girls! This is it! They're coming!"
Buttercup grinned but Bubbles continued to stare into the sky. "But where are they?"
"I don't know. I guess we need to exploit our powers more so that we'll be more noticeable or something." Buttercup explained.
Blossom nodded. "That's right." She noticed that Brat and Berserk were standing back on their feet and Brute had emerged from wherever Buttercup last fought her. The girls stood back-to-back-to-back facing their parallel counterparts.
"Remember girls," Blossom said. "This could be our only chance to redeem ourselves. This is our chance to show them that we won't be so easily defeated. We have chance to grow stronger and become more powerful and that chance starts now! Remember: give it all you've got! Don't hold back!"
"Right!" Buttercup and Bubbles agreed simultaneously.
The Powerpunk Girls circled around the Powerpuff Girls as the six of them glared into each other's eyes waiting on the other to make a move.
Buttercup smirked. "You know. For our opposites, I would think we were evenly matched. But it turns out that we're stronger."
Brat scoffed. "Who said you were stronger?!"
"Well considering the fact that I was able to take on both of you at the same time and managed to defeat those same two so easily, I would have to say that we're stronger." Blossom countered.
"HA! The only reason why you three are still standing is because you constantly hide behind each other's backs while the others do all the fighting!" Berserk mocked.
"As opposed to you three?" Blossom scoffed. "You guys don't seem to give a fuck about each other and now look at you; bruised, bloodied and beaten."
"It's our teamwork that makes us stronger!" Bubbles exclaimed.
"'It's our teamwork that makes us stronger!' Fuck that prissy shit!" Brat said as she did a poor imitation of Bubbles.
"You know what girls, I think we need to show them what teamwork is all about." Blossom smirked as they locked hands with each other.
Brute rolled her eyes. "What? Are you going to build a fire and sing some songs for us?" She mocked.
"Oh there's going to be fire alright!"
Suddenly, the girl expanded their auras until it burst out around their bodies covering them in their signature color flames; pink, light blue and light green. The temperature rose around them as the ground beneath them started to melt. The flames grew larger as they started to mix and mingle their color together and their bodies started to blend with the flames themselves.
"Are you ready girls?" Blossom asked.
"Hell yeah!" Buttercup grinned.
"Let's do it!" Bubbles cheered.
"FURIOUS FLAMING FELINE!"
In a molten hot explosion, their flames swirled together creating a bright fiery creature that grew in height and in size. The orange fire towered above the Powerpunk Girls and took the shape of a large, agile cat. The flames spread around the cat causing the Powerpunk Girls to fly away from it. Berserk and Brute heard their sister scream profound language below them
"THAT FUCKING SHIT CAT BURNED MY GODDAMN HAIR!" No doubt that ends of Brat's pigtails were singed off.
The blue punk flew down toward the flaming feline and shot several steady streams of heat vision, however, it was not effective. The feline used its fiery claw and swiped Brat far away from it as possible. The cat then roared a flamethrower at the remaining punks hoping the set them on fire.
Berserk and Brute narrowly dodged the fire.
Berserk motioned Brute to follow her lead. Berserk flew past the exploding bursts of flames and shot red laser beams from her eyes at the cat. The feline hissed and tried to attack Berserk but was stopped when Brute shot her own eye beams at it. The fiery monster tried to swat and catch the buzzing punks but the girls were too quick for the feline. Brat emerged from her cratered area and followed her sister's plan. Now the Powerpunk Girls ganged up on the cat with their continuous stream of laser beams. Berserk noticed the flames on the cat had started to die down and it was backing away from the girls. Its head was hunched down to the ground with a submissive look of defeat.
"We almost got the bastard!"
But before they could land their last the strike, the feline roared loudly at the girls and its fire grew more erratically than ever. The flames started to change color from pink to blue to green and it repeated that process until a burst of heat exploded from the giant feline causing the Powerpunk Girls to shield away from the heat and the light.
When they withdrew their arms from their faces, three smaller flaming kittens stood in the larger cat's place. Even though they were smaller than their giant mother, the kittens were still larger than the Powerpunk Girls. The kittens were burning in their signature colors; Powerpuff pink, blue, and green, and inside their flaming bodies were the outlines of the Powerpuff Girls themselves. The kittens hissed and growled that their enemies.
Berserk screamed to the dark sky. "THAT'S IT! Two can play this game!"
Brute rolled her eyes. "I don't understand why we didn't do this in the first place…"
"SHUT UP!"
Berserk's body erupted in a fiery explosion that engulfed her in dark red flames. The flames formed themselves into a large kitten about the same size as the Powerpuff Girls'. Brat and Brute followed their sister's lead and exploded into dark green and dark blue giant kitten themselves.
In a blink of an eye, the two teams collided with each other.
I hope you enjoyed this extra long chapter starring the Powerpunk Girls. They are a loud bunch of bitches but they are important pieces to the plot nonetheless. They're hitting Citiesville in order to settle a score with their counterparts, and with new revelation, the girls answer the call and fight back. Now fearless, the girls are ready to accept the Games, but is it by their own will or are the Rowdyruff Boys really the ones pulling all the strings?
Um...I don't know what else to say. I hate school because its ruining my life and taking up my time. But it'll be over by the end of April, so the next chapter will hopeful be posted by then.
...yep. Also I really need to stop posting chapters in the middle of the night. But if I keep watching shows like The Walking Dead, Game of Thrones, and Vikings in dark hours of the night, I can't help but post fan fiction then.
**Special Challenge**
I'm done accepting any OC for this fiction. Thank you so much all of you, but I believe I have more than enough OCs. Now each challenge is just for fun and to see how big of PPG fans you guys are. So you can give your answers in the reviews or PM me; I don't care.
Challenge Four: In the fourth season fourth episode, "Him Diddle Riddle"(my favorite), Blossom solves the Ms. Keane riddle incorrectly, but nobody seemed to noticed. Blossom had the correct reason, but her answer was still wrong. Care to elaborate on how she was wrong?
Here's a hint: It's NOT because she answered fifteen seconds too long. Yes, that part is true. Re-watch the episode and clock her.
BunnyKoi says: Winter is coming.
