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Angelica

Chapter 10: Pyro's In Denial

P.O.V.: Pyro

Setting: The Trench where Demon's lurk. Takes place in the past, as this story will for some time. Bubbles and Boomer are 37, and Angelica is 16. Pyro…well, he's a demon. LoL enough said.

She was so stupid.

I was so stupid!

T…The WORLD was stupid!

Damn all this stupidity…I really can't stand it!

Why had she ran away from me? Did I do something wrong? She must hate me- she looked like she was being tortured…

I could see the look in her eyes. She wanted to cry…

Was…was she that disgusted by me?

Did she think of me, deep down, as just a filthy demon? Did she think…I wanted to…rape her?

What DID I want to do? Hook up with her? Just kiss her to fill my lustful appetite? Or…

The impossible? Actually…care for her. Take time to know her? P-possibly…L-Lo…Looove…her?

Fuck love! I don't care about that shit! It was hollow, meant nothing! Give me lust any day- at least, with that, you don't have to worry about jealousy as much.

If you hook up with a girl for two hours, and then forget about her for the rest of your days, what harm's done? You had fun, killed time, what's the problem?

Nothing.

But with love? Phhh…you HAVE to be with that person all the damn FUCKING time. I-it's nauseating! What does the world expect? Demons to give out flowers and chocolate?

Hell no!

I growled out my rage as I kicked the dead leafs under my feet, treading noisily down the forest- back towards the Trench.

I didn't care about that damn Ancient One…

Let her go say her Holy Holies for all I care…

She don't like me, not by a long shot.

Next time I see her, I'll…I'll!

I'll kill her. Plain and simple.

No mushy crap- no mercy- no NOTHING.

Who cares if she DOES cry? No big deal to me! I'll just hit her some more! And when she's out of the way, I'll get rid of her fucking family too…

"Didn't even kiss me back…the bitch…" I cursed, my eyes narrowing at the leafs I was kicking at with my feet.

She didn't kiss me back, it was true. Just proved how god damn much she must hate me…

B-But…damn it…

Here's the weird part, the mystical part, the part I don't understand, and don't like to admit…

She didn't have to. It was still the best damn kiss I'll ever get.

I…I don't think it's quite possible to explain.

Her lips were like candy- so sugary sweet and soft against my rough and experienced ones.

So innocent…

And her skin? Beautifully smooth- like a pillow. Her body was to die for, and I loved wrapping my arms around her…

It made me feel like…for just a second…perhaps I didn't have to be what I am. Be a monster anymore…

But who am I kidding? I'll always be one. It's my destiny…

Whether I like it or not. And most of the time, I did.

Mostly…

I sighed and looked up at the sky, stopping right at the edge of the Trench.

It was sunset- but the sunset was almost completely gone. Just a few strands of golden light loomed in the darkness- the night setting in with a gentle blue that would eventually turn to navy.

I frowned at this, seeing the first stars to appear.

I needed to clear my head, and…and get her SCENT off me.

It was amazing…she smelled like the most delicate flower- like one that only bloomed in proper conditions and was extremely rare- combined with a sweet and jolly baby powder- the ones those loving mothers by for their 'cute-as-can-be' babies.

I needed to not only get THAT scent off me, but…forget her.

Damn Ancient One. If she was a guy, this would've never been the case…

And, if she wasn't so damn hot…

But hot wasn't the word to use for her. Although she was. It kind of felt…improper. She was the type of girl you had to call beautiful

But I could never compliment her so boldly as such to her face.

Hot would have to suffice for now..

ARG! Enough of this!

I had to forget her. My mind was too chaotic, thinking about her, thinking about my mixed up emotions, thinking about what she's doing now…

I needed to distract myself.

Where were that hoar demon Rayne that practically begged to get it on tonight?

I scanned the trench for her eagerly, ignoring the gnawing away feeling in the pit of my stomach…the one that tells you NOT to do something..

I also ignored and shoved my thoughts for the Ancient One aside- locking them up into my subconscious.

I even ignored the ever so slight and needy shaking in my arms- which occurs whenever I'm hungry for something, such as killing, eating, lust…

In this case, I didn't know WHAT was causing that shaking. It could've been just pure rage. I shut it off from my mind by making my hands into fists and closing my eyes, inhaling deeply.

Then, it went away, and I continued my scan of the area…

I finally found her! She was the demon who had the mega long dark blue hair and light blue skin with silver eyes and vicious fangs. She looked like an alien vampire, it was smoking' hot.

I smirked as I stared at what she wore. She had on a super tight fitting black corset with a pair of black underwear and black fishnet stockings and matching black stilettos.

Hot bitch…

On top of the fact her boobs were inflammable. I mean it! They could set on fire at any time, if you wanted them to! It was mad hot…literally, as Leonard had said!

I laughed at that reference yet again, and wondered if Leonard and Lilith had seen…the Ancient One.

If so, what had they though of her? Of me? Did they think I had killed her when I dragged her out of the trench? What would they think if they knew I did the exact opposite and kissed-

AH! STOP THINKING ABOUT HER! She HATES you, remember? She pushed you away and didn't even kiss back! Plus, she ran away from you and looked ready to cry! She HATES YOU! STOP THINKING ABOUT HER ALREADY! She's an Angel, you're a Demon! Get over it!

With narrowed eyes, and a heavy heart, I darted down towards Rayne. I didn't care about anything. My mind and body felt numb. All I wanted to do was put what I did behind me…

So I could stop feeling like a damn fool for kissing the Ancient Bitch.

…So I grabbed Rayne, who smiled knowingly and deviously at me, and pulled her down deeper into the trench- not caring that she was originally talking to two of her other friends-…and showed her to where my OFFICIAL lair was…

P.O.V: Angelica's 'book'

In the Angelic spheres, there are several ranks of Angels. These Angels range from Guardian Angels, all the way up to the Angels that work RIGHT BESIDE God. The Almighty. There's a legend that says there is a part of Heaven- literally- here on Earth. There, Angels can be found. Among there Angels, there is a Higher Ranking One, and lower ranking ones. No one is better than the other, it's just a method to use to see which job they are most fit for.

It is here on this very 'Island In The Sky', or so it is named, that the Angels gather on Earth. They go here in their Angelic Forms to simply get a better feel for Earth, and if they like it, brave souls will sign up to become an Ancient One- and journey to Earth.

Of course, this is risky, and they are always aware of how risky it is when signing up. That's why there are so few Ancient Ones at a time on Earth. There used to be an abundance of them…but now? They have learned how risky it truly is- thanks to the demons.

Angels prefer to stay where it's safe- and not venture too far into the human world. However, if a human ever wished to contact any Angel, they could, and the Angel would assist that human. All it would take was the desire, and knowledge to contact any Angel you so desire…

However, this is not to say Angels are stuck up. Far from it! Angels LOVE humans! They just know better than to go down to Earth unprepared…in fear of Demons looking to kill them.

If an Angel or Demon is killed-they are thrown back into the mixing pool, and are regenerated as knew energy…

This new energy is unknown. No one knows what truly happens to them. Perhaps they are reborn into new Angels or Demons. Perhaps they switch roles?

It is impossible to say- but all we can say is that the energy never dies, and INFINITE possibilities can occur…

However, with an Ancient One, the rules are a bit different. Since they are in human bodies, they have less to fear. They can die by the hands of a Demon, but will just be returned back to heaven as they were in their Angel Form…

However, who's to say what would happen to them if they decided to return a second time to Earth after failing? So far…no Angel has dared a second go…

Though, the possibilities are endless…

P.O.V.: Angelica

I was home a bit later than planned.

I stepped through the door, looking around at the silent house. I wondered if I could still water the plants out front like I had promised. They were begging for water constantly in my head, and I felt so guilty NOT giving it to them.

As quietly as I could, I got the watering can from the tool shed and filled it with water from the hose. I looked at the house all the while, thinking about my beloved parents.

I knew I'd have some explaining to do.

Father must've been very worried about me, and Mother must've been a mess.

However, things were cooled down between them, I could tell. I just was glad to know she didn't blame herself much anymore…

According to the energy levels in the house, Father was finishing his painting like I knew he would today, and Mother was just waking up from a nap in her bedroom.

I read Father's thoughts. Hey, I'm able to read plants, why not humans?

He was still anxious, still so worried about me. He was going to search for me in a matter of minutes if I didn't come back soon…

I finished watering the plants who all swayed in joyful appreciation. I gradually set the watering can back down in the tool shed and then let out a slight sigh.

I knew what was to come now, and that was a relief. It was so much easier knowing than not. That way, you can plan ahead as to what you might say.

All I knew was that today was the day I told my mother about my mission.

I walked into the front of the house and stepped onto the porch coated in the early nighttime atmosphere.

I reached out to open the door, not surprised it was unlocked. They always left it unlocked whenever they expected me back from somewhere.

I opened the door, and I knew as soon as the door squeaked, they'd know me to be home.

A smile splashed across my face as Father raced in to see me…and Mother slowly filtered in as well, insecurely sticking to the corners and shadows.

"A-Angelica!" Father boomed out, grabbing me and hugging me close. His chest was so fun to cuddle into- so protective. I smiled with my eyes closed at that.

"We were so worried!" Father's voice shook just slightly, and I'm sure he wasn't exaggerating. After all, I ALWAYS keep my promises. To break one was so out of the blue that it must've frightened him.

Mother just stood in her spot and I could tell she was nervous as to talk to me. She wasn't hugging me, and was, in fact, several feet away from me.

"Yes, I'm so sorry about that. I got caught up in the moment. I was bedazzled by the sunset and wanted to watch it go down…it was simply breathtaking!" I giggled, not lying one bit.

Why should I? I had watched the sunset, and it was a very memorable one…

"Where were you, exactly?" My father whispered, almost to himself, and I knew he didn't want Mother to know…which is why he whispered it.

I sent him a telepathic message as to who I was with…although he already knew. I didn't tell him where, just that it was in a forest.

Nothing more.

His eyes narrowed a bit at that and let go of me, one of his hands still on my shoulder though.

"I'm fine though, honest I am." I reassure them, and I can feel my Mother's tension as she stares at me regretfully. I look towards her, my eyes sympathetic. She must feel so guilty, knowing what she did to me…

She loves me very much, and it was a very obvious thing that any one could see.

Often times many people marveled at how close I was with my parents. They just didn't understand or see how I could be…

But there in lied the magic of our relationship. It was a treasure as amazing, if not better, as gold. Not something to be taken lightly, and only comes around fresh and pure once in a lifetime.

"…Mother." my voice is warm, as are my eyes and smile, and hers are coated in weakness and intruding tears, "please…don't be afraid. I know you won't hurt me…"

"H-How are you so sure? How do you know that damn demon won't come out and take me over again?" she bitterly cries out and I don't waste any time. I quickly am right in front of her, holding onto her gently, yet firmly and reassuringly.

I feel her pain, I feel all her emotions surge through my body when I do, and she hugs back, desperately, crying into me remorselessly.

I couldn't feel worse, seeing her like this. I love my Mother. I want the best for her! I just want her to be happy, for everyone to be happy…

She couldn't stop dobbing into me, couldn't control her hands as they clung into my clothes for dear life. She was shaking too, and definitely reliving the horrible memory of beating me up…

I frowned and closed my eyes sadly. I let her hold onto me, and didn't let go. Her sobs filled the whole house eerily, echoing everywhere, in every corner, in every room…

Making the whole house feel haunted with the memory from this afternoon.

My Father stood there, his hands in fists at his side, and he felt it too. The bitterness, the sadness, the tension, the regret and grief…

His eyes filled with tears as well, and he had to bite his lip, gulp and look away to contain himself.

I tried not to cry myself. I couldn't…

But that was hard too. I had to stay strong…

No matter what. For my family…for us all.

"Mother…" I finally broke the unending sobs and echoing, "…I have a lot to explain. Do you think…" I gently begin and she sniffles, trying to quite herself down.

"…You think I could?" I blink and she backs away just to see my face and grab it in between her hands. She stares into my eyes with her red, tear filled ones and nods through a sad smile.

"Y-Yes…" she stutters, sounding nasal from all the crying, "I'd appreciate that…"

"…Alright." I smile gently, cautiously at her, then look back at my Father.

"Lets all sit, no?"

He nods solemnly at that, looking at me, his face serious and without tears.

We all go into the dining room connected to the kitchen and sit at the table.

I'm across from the both of them, who're sitting together. My father holds onto my Mother's hands reassuringly.

For some reason, that makes me think back to that k-kiss…Pyro gave me…

And I can't help but smile, just a bit, at it, my cheeks blushing softly…

But I whisk it away because he's the one who caused all this pain and grief for my family, and I didn't feel like smiling about him just yet.

"…Mother, Father…as you may now know…" I begin, clearing my throat, folding my hands in front of me on the table. I looked like a little business woman- but instead- was carrying wings instead of a briefcase…

Oooh, sorry, sorry, bad joke. Eh he he~

"There was a demon who came to this house, looking to do anything in order to get rid of me. He took the initiative and controlled you, possessed you, Mother. For that, I am forever sorry…I know you never would do such a thing willing. You're such a kind, good hearted person, and it would never cross your mind twice at all. So, carrying on…"

I smile gently at them both, liking what's next….

"I have good news now. I went to see this demon. I made him promise me he wouldn't hurt or get involved with you two ever again."

"WHAT!" Shouts my mother, her eyes wide. I blinked, wondering why she took it that way.

My Father just grinds his teeth together, his eyes a bit tight.

"Y-You…VISITED him?" she's obviously thinking that to be bad…

I smile more and nod.

"Yes, but I'm fine! As you can see! You see, Mother…" I look away, wondering how to word this properly, "I had to. I had to make sure this could never happen again. I couldn't allow it, because, well, it's not fair. I love you both so much!"

"B-But sweetheart! That's DANGEROUS! You could've-"

"Mother, listen to me. There's nothing to worry about. Please? Relax, and let me explain…"

She sighs, in frustration and folds her arms, leaning back in the chair. Father pats her shoulder reassuringly, but she just looks the other way, sneering angrily.

I try not to giggle at this. It was quite funny, actually.

"Mother…I'm alright because of what I am. I'm…not to tampered lightly with. I can be underestimated, but I shouldn't be. I'm much stronger and more capable than you both give me credit for. Why is it that I have never worried about getting hurt? Why is it I can heal so quickly? Why is it I'm always so mystical, and mysterious, yet seem so knowing? Why is it I'm psychic? Why am I always so perfect? Yes Mother- all the questions YOU asked yourself are very good questions to wonder. I can assure you though…" I smiled now, brightly, with my teeth. She was looking at me wide eyed now.

"…I'm anything but bad."

She gulped softly, and all that could be heard in the house was the soft ticking of the Clock on the wall.

"A-Angelica…?" she softly raises her voice cautiously, unfolding her arms.

"You're ready Mother. You're ready to know what I am now, what I've been sent to do…" I smile knowingly, my smile eager and warm, my eyes beaming.

She looks a bit unsure and a bit frightened. I'm sure she was questioning both of our sanities at that moment.

My Father just waited patiently, a bemused smile and a twinkle to his eye on his handsome face.

He was casually leaning back in the chair, his arms folded, nodding his head slowly as if to say- 'yup, I already know ALL this…'

I tried not to laugh at it, it was quite comical.

"W-What do you…" she begins, but before she can finish…I show her.

I get up, and in moments, everything around us changes. the room is dark- but I'm not. I'm glowing a pure, bright white- unlike any white here on Earth. My beautiful white, feathered wings are showing, in all their glittering glory on my back, and I have the most immense aura to me, which is my 'glowing'. Orbs of pure light are circling around me, which are pure energy. These 'energy balls' are actually two things I represent- Peace and Unconditional love. They recharge me whenever I need a dose of it.

There are white, human like figures, standing around me, glowing just as bright as me. These are angels- but in the purest form. They are higher than Arch Angels- and have been assigned to assist me at all times, if I need it.

Both my parents, even though Father had already seen it- were beyond awe struck. Their faces were speechless, their jaws dropped, their eyes wide and reflecting the glowing light surrounding me.

I smiled lovingly at them, and when I felt they had their fill, I returned to my normal state.

The state I had showed them was my Angel-Self. The one that would be TRULY unleashed if I cried even just one tear.

If you're wondering how I could access it without crying, don't.

I can't, to be truthful. I can only access the powers. What I just created for them was an illusion, USING my powers- it wasn't really there. It was just to show them what I looked like- basically- in that state.

If I REALLY wanted to show them, I'd cry…

But that would be pointless. I'd be using a gift god gave me just to show them what I was. I needed to save that, in case things got out of control- like it usually did for all the other Ancient Ones…

"Y-Y-Y-You're a….a….A!" my mother could barely speak out.

"…An Angel." I smiled and sat back down, giggling gently, "But, they also call me an 'Ancient One'. I've been sent down by God to live here, and complete a mission, as a human. That was how I, generally, look in my true form. However, I cannot access this state…unless I cry. And only once need I cry to access it. Once it's accessed though…it cannot be accessed again, so I must use that ability wisely…"

"W-Why would you NEED to access it? W-why…?"

"In case something interferes with my mission…and I wind up like all the other Ancient Ones…"

"W-What?"

"Demons are the only creature that can interfere with our missions here on Earth. My Mission is to create Peace in Townsville. That includes befriending the people, as well as the villains…and turning everyone good. It's a mission I truly want to complete- seeing as most Ancient Ones don't get a chance to-"

"W-What do you MEAN? Don't get a chance? W-Why not?" my Mother's voice was panicking now and I close my eyes while smiling calmly.

"All you need to know now, is that there is nothing to fear. I am not evil, and that demon- who has a name by the way- Pyro- will not interfere with any of our family again…"

"I-Including you?"

"…Me? No. he shall interfere with me- if he wishes to."

"I'll kill him." My Father suddenly speaks up, his face venomous. I frown at this and reopen my eyes, looking at him.

"Father…that's highly dangerous for a human- even a super powered one- to do. Please don't dare!" I urge him, but he folds his arms and looks at me, seriously.

"Angelica- I die before you get a toothache- okay? Understood?"

I smile gratefully at him and reach out to grab his hand, which he allows. He holds onto mine and we both look at each other lovingly, though he's more serious than me.

"…Never, ever say that." I smile gently, and then get up and starts to walk away.

"W-Where are you going? Angelica!" My Mother gets up and quickly rushes into me, hugging me tightly.

"Please! Stay here, with us!"

I laugh at this and hug back, feeling the love rush off her and into me. My Father comes over and we all share a big group hug together, the bond we already had growing even more…invincible.

"Of course Mother. I was just going to show you one of my books. I suggest you two read it, so you understand more…"

"Anything…anything to understand you!" Mother smiles for what felt like the first time today- and sincerely.

I smiled back, my eyes shining with joy. I loved this part of my plan- getting a chance to tell my parents what I was.

"You know sweetheart…" she stares at me, in awe, letting go to just touch my face gently with her hand, "…I always felt I'd understand the world if I could see things through your eyes." she suddenly admits, and Father laughs at that, but warmly, wrapping his arm around my shoulder paternally.

I giggle gently at it, very touched at her compliment.

"Well, thank you!" I exclaim, and her eyes fill with tears again- this time it's tears of release and unconditional love.

"Now, I finally understand why…" she smiles, her lower lip quivering slightly, "…Angelica, sweetie..? Thank you for choosing us to be your parents… and I'm so sorry for what I did. I just hope that I can continue to help you in your mission, and make your time here extra special, now that I know…why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"It wasn't destined to be that way. I planned everything out before I came here…and it's been a real joy living as a human. I could ask for better parents…so don't even think about changing. This stay on Earth is already special, just by having you both as parents…. I couldn't be happier." I smiled warmly, truly feeling the words, "…I mean that."

AWWW! Well, I'm glad I updated! This chapter was…short lol. Sorry about that! Next one will be longer! I hope…well, none the less, I hope you enjoyed! Next time, we'll see what happens with Angelica and hopefully Mojo, along with Pyro…and more in depth on how Bubbles and Boomer are feeling! Also, I'm sure you're all pretty ticked off at Pyro LOL … for what he did, you know? He … he went with that Rayne girl after kissing Angelica. Ehhh…Well, he's in DENIAL- just like the chapter says! ;D Hopefully, common sense'll kick in! Anyway, sorry for any spelling mistakes, and I promise next chapter will be much better! ^_^ Review please? T-Thanks!