Me: Hey guys, I know this has been long over due, but i have a good reason for not posting this sooner. I have a commerative present for you. I have a copuple of hand drawn pictures linked on my page. How awesome it that? Iknow, I know, it's amazing. Any way heres the chapter you have been waiting for.
Disclaimer: I dont not own the orignal power puff girls characters (i.e. Blossom, Brick, etc.) or Twilight, but I do own my OC's.
Butch pushed Buttercup into his room.
"You have to get ready." He told her. She looked at him.
"Get ready for what?" She asked. There was a knock at the door. Butch turned her towards the door.
"Our rebirthing ritual of course." He said. He opened the door and a girl with blonde hair was standing there. At first Buttercup though it was Bubbles, but with a closer look she could tell she was wrong. The girls hair was in to pigtails, like how Bubbles wears hers, but they were longer and a duller gold. Buttercup also noted that The girl was wearing a skimpy maid outfit, the likes of which Bubbles wouldn't be caught dead in. Before Butch pushed me out the door, he slipped something into my hand.
"This is your helper, Natalie. She will get you dressed for the ritual." Butch said as he shuffled Buttercup out of the door. Once they were out of ear shot the maid opened her mouth.
"Your pretty gutsy, trying to steal my man like that." She told her. Buttercup, despite wanting to throw this girl out of a window, kept clam.
"If you want him, you can have him." She retorted. The maid scoffed.
"How dare you, Master Butch is too worthy of your filthy desires. You can't act as if you can give him away." Now, Buttercup was angry. She can only stay clam for so long. With her rage rising, she pulled back her fist, and decked the maid. Buttercup dusted off her hands and continued down the hall. She stoped when she came upon a door with a green star the said Dressing Room underneath it. Buttercup assumed this was her room and walked in. She was right, sitting on a chair in the middle of the spaceous room was a flowing green strapless dress and gladiator sandals.
"He does not expect me to wear this, does he?" Buttercup asked herself. She tried to find other clothes in the room but there were none. Buttercup sighed and slipped into the dress that was left for her. when she pulled the dress over her head she spotted a crown of flowers on the chair. She sighed yet again and put it on. She looked in her realized that she was still holding the thing Butch had given her. It turned out to be a box with a anklet inside. She clasped the cold metal around her ankle, she could feel the heaviness of emerald on her foot. She didn't even notice when the clasp disappeared because Butch popped his head into the room.
"Are you ready yet? I don't want to end up with the crappy ritual room." He whinned. Buttercup shrieked and threw one of her shoes at his face. He ducked back out of the door. Buttercup picked up her shoes and walked out of the door. She slipped her shoes on and then looked up at Butch.
"Now, I'm ready. And if you barge in on my like that again, I'll do more than throw a shoe." Butch put his hands up in surrender than he dragged her to a hall with four doors. The first door had just shut.
"Damn it," Butch shouted. "we're late." He banged on the door and Boomer and yelled something back out to him. Buttercup saw Brick and Blossom zooming down the hall, she tried to warn him but they raced into room three and lock the door behind them. Butch hit that door as well.
"Damn it, not again." He yelled. Butch let out a shriek of anger. He threw his hands in the air. How many times was this goin to happen to him. Buttercup was standing next to him andsaw Blaze round the corner. Before they got struck with the crappy ritual room , she grabbed Butch's hand and pulled him into room number three.
"What are you doing?" Butch yelled at Buttercup as he yanked his wrist free. Buttercup's eyes narrowed and her found themselves at their natural postion across her chest.
"I got us this room, you jerk. If I hadn't done anything we would have ended up with that crappy fourth room, your were talking about." Her glared instensfied. "It's one thing to be doing this with you, but I'll be damned if I get herpes from being in that room." Butch's glare softened. Oh, was all he could say in reply. Buttercup turned around and noticed the room for the first time. The walls were light green, there were flowers were everywhere. In the middle of the room there was a deep it and touched it gently.
"Is being with me really so bad?" He asked. Buttercup turned to face him ready to make a joke about being weak. Butch eyes were glued to the floor.
"You're Serious?" She questioned. His head snapped up.
"Of course I am. Everyone gravitates towards my brothers. It's not safe with crazy Butch. You never lie, so I figured-" His voice trailed off. Buttercup was caught off gaurd. She never thought about Butch having a soft side, which is wierd because she has one herself. If she had one, why not her counterpart. Buttercup stepped towards Butch.
"Butch, I didn't mean it that way." Buttercup didn't know how to really comfort someone so she akwardly embraced him. She thought about how nice he smelled. "Being with you wouldn't be so bad, your fun, and somewhat cute, and-" Butch's hands that were nestled one Buttercup's waist slid down to her butt. "Your a prevent!" She yelled and pushed him away from her.
"Okay, I'm sorry. Anyway we have to get this ritual done." He told her picking her self up off the ground. Butch walked towards her. He grabbed her face with both hands and tilted her head so that her neck was exposed. Buttercup braced herself for what was to come.
"Hurry Up!" She yelled. Butch complied and promptly sunk his fangs into her neck. There was a pinch, then Buttercup felt a wave pure exhilaration. The feeling was brief becuase Butch pulled his head away. Dissapiontment flashed across Buttercups features. Butch chuckles.
"In my world of darkness and secrets, I will bind myself to you, for as long as I exsist." He chanted as he sliced his arm with his thumb. Buttercup grimmaced. Butch laughed.
"Don't be such a baby. Drink it." Butch told Buttercup as he shoved his arm onto her mouth. Buttercup reluctantly gulped down the matalic blood. It burned going down her throat. Butch pulled his arm away and licked his wound. With a distinct sizzle the cut heals itself.
"That was it? We're done right?" Buttercup asked. Butch nodded. Buttercup breathed a sigh of relief. "Good, I thought it was going to be this long drawn out process."
"No, my little Butterfly that was it." Butch told her. He grabbed her hand and walked her out of the room.
"And I have fangs, right, not just stupid teeth, like in Twilight." Buttercup asked. He laughed.
"Twilight is so lame. Yes, you have fangs." They went to the game room to meet up with everyone. They all seemed to be having fun.
A woman with dark brown hair pulled back into a bun walked away from the ritual rooms where the teenagers started to leave. She smiled and wrote on the clipboard. Her blue eyes, that were covered by black thick-rimmed glasses darted around before turning to leave. She walked out of the back door.
"Stage two completed. Shall I send them in, Sir?" She said into her watch shapped communicator. Yes, was all the her boss repiled. The lady smiled and pulled out her phone. She dailed a number. It rang a couple of times the someone picked up.
"It's time." She said then hang up and left in a puff of smoke.
Me: Yay! I'm done. I hope you guys love it, this is by far my longest chapter yet. So anyway I'd like to thank all of my reviewers especially buttercupxtreme (My first reviewer of the new year) for supporting me. You guys are awesome.