Alexs POV

Blossom held the tentacle that still speared her.

A thin stream of blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

She looked up at me, her eyes full of agony, wordlessly pleading me to help her.

"Alex..." She whispered, so softly I barley heard her.

Suddenly the tentacle lifted her into the air, and bolted back into the hole from wense it protruded.

Taking Blossom with it.

"NOOOOO!" I screamed, lunging towards the hole.

A hunter pounced me before I could reach it.

My whips spikes melted together, and lengthened into a three foot blade.

I pressed it against the hunters neck, and violently slit its throat, blood spilling all over me.

I soaked up the blood like I was a sponge.

I kicked the lifless body away, and turned to see three more hunters charging at me.

I rammed my blade inside one hunter, and thrust my arms upward cutting it in half.

I spun around to face the second.

It charged at me, and roared.

I sliced through the air twice, seperating both the hunters arms from its shoulders.

I turned to the third, whom was practically right on top of me.

It slashed from the right, but I ducked down.

I grabbed on to the hunters shoulder and lifted myself up.

It roared right in my face, and my comsuming tendrils shot into it.

I drained away the hunters life, and tossed its body aside.

I relized something...

Blossom wasn't dead. I could still sense her presence from...

Inside the hive.

I turned to the hive, and at least a dozen more hunters jumped away from it.

"Oh, fuck me!" I yelled. I wouldnt be able to take on these things alone.

I will come back for Blossom, but I need to be alive to do that.

I sprinted away, heading back towards my street.

I hope Blossoms sisters are home...

Buttercups POV

I sat with Mitch in awkward silence.

I nervously sipped the beer he had gotten for me.

Mitch cleared his throat.

"Well uh... How ya' doin?" He asks casually.

"Pretty good, pretty good..." I trail off.

"How 'bout you?" I ask.

"Surviving. You know, in my own place and all." He replies.

"That's good."

"Well, whatcha' plannin' on doin' t'day?"

"Nothing. Today was going to be a boring day... I guess that's why I came over."

"Oh, so boredom was the only thing that drove you to my doorstep?" He asks sarcastically.

I felt my face flush red, and I stuttered trying to say something smart.

"Well, I mean, uh... N-No it's n-not that..."

Without warning mitch presses his face against mine, kissing me tenderly.

I relax almost instantly.

"See? I TOLD you! You wanted this all along!"

Mitch breaks are kiss, and looks at me for a moment.

Suddenly his face turns red, like he just relized what he did.

"I-I-I'm S-s-sorry! I d-don't know what c-came over me!" He stutters nervously.

My primal instincs kick in, and my hormones take control.

I playfully ponce on Mitch, pressing my chest against his, and his back to the chair.

I gently, but forcefully, press my lips against his.

I push my tounge inside his mouth, and he wraps his own around it.

His hands rub along my sides slowly, and softly.

That turned me on SO freakin' much!

I break our kiss only for a second to quickly pull my shirt over my head.

He looks down at my matching green bra in lust, and I slowly start to unclasp it, making sure every hook made a teasing snap...

Bubbles POV

Doo-Doo-Doo, I'm so bored!

"GAAAAAAAAHHHH!" I scream, and punch the couch.

Not enough to cause damage, of course, just to release frustration.

I wonder where Buttercup went.

Or BLOSSOM for that matter.

Frantic pounding on my door startles me, and I bolt to it.

"Who is it?" I ask.

"ALEX MERCER! OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!" A mans voice demands from outside.

I am a bit hesitant at this, but he sounds like something is seriously worng, so I open the door.

A man wearing a gray hoody and black leather vest burst past me, and slams the door.

"What the hell's going on here!" I question.

"You can't just-"

"Blossom needs help!" He exclaimes.

"What?" I ask, confused.

"Blossom! Needs! Help!" He replies.

"Where is she!" I demand.

"Listen to me, very closely!" He orders.

He tells me about himself, something called the BLACKLIGHT virus, and about Blossom.

"Oh my god! We have to go help her!" I cry.

"I know! Where's your other sister, Buttercup?" He asks.

"I don't know, she left a little bit ago!" I reply.

"Well don't you have cellphones to call each other?" Alex questions.

I groan.

"No, Dad never got us any!" I reply, frustration in my voice.

"Well, whatever! We need to get going NOW!" Alex says.

We head out the front door. Me flying, and Alex running at unbeleivable speeds.

Blossoms POV

Pain...

INTENSE pain...

Where am I?

I relize I'm not on the ground, but being held by long tendrils.

I remember what happened.

Why aren't I dead?

I want to move, to get away, but my limbs are numb from bloodloss.

What's going to happen... to me?

Virus POV

This one...

So much power...

She will make a good wepon...

She will help us devour this world...

Yes...

YES...

YES!

Nobodies POV

A smaller tendril inches towards Blossoms unmoving body.

I lifts up like a snake and hovers over her.

A small, needle like thorn extends from the front.

It peirces Blossoms skin, right next to the wound in her stomach.

Blossom screams in agony as the tendril injects dangerous amounts of the virus into her bloodstream.

She screams and screams and screams as an unbearable pain washes through her.

The wound in her stomach closes up, and heals instantly.

From her scalp down, like water running down metal, Blossoms hair changes from orange to a redish purple.

Her eyes shift from pink, to a dark yellow.

She screams even louder as something inside her changes.

Her very persona...

Her very being, is no longer human...