It was nighttime once again, and for once Bubbles and Boomer were having a peaceful sleep. The events that happened several hours ago may have been the worst moments of their lives, yet they were able to fall alseep so easily. After their kidnapper had shot Boomer and left, he didn't come back at all that day. They think he was in one room the entire day, but they had no idea what he was doing. After the first few hours, the two finally decided to stop worrying about it. Most of their time was silent, neither one of them knowing what to say. Boomer's injuries were never treated, because at that point they were too afraid to even look for something that could help. They just sat in the same spot, doing absolutely nothing, until they fell asleep. They weren't even tired, but they found it was getting hard to stay awake. They had been asleep for only one hour, but the rest they were getting would make them feel a little better, when they woke up.
Suddenly, a door opened, and the source of all their problems stepped out. He didn't have his gun anymore, but that didn't make him any less scary. He slowly walked to the two sleeping children, keeping his gaze on Bubbles. Her dress was stained by some of Boomer's blood, and this only made him smile. After admiring the sight of her, he gently scooped her into his arms, and began to rock her back and forth. He watched as she began to move in her sleep, and knew she was going to wake up. Once her eyes finally opened, and stared up into his, he waited for the reaction that was bound to happen.
Just as he expected, she screamed. Then she desperately tried to get as far away from him as possible, but it was useless. His grip was too strong. "Let go of me! You're crazy!" She shouted.
"How am I crazy? Name one thing I did that can be considered crazy," He said, using his other hand to make her look at him.
"You kidnapped us, you kept us here against our will, you violated me, and you shot Boomer!" She screamed, now more angry than she was scared.
"Bubbles," He said, suddenly pulling her into a tight hug. "I only did those things because I love you."
"You don't love me!" She said, shaking her head. "I don't even know why you're doing this!" She began to sob uncontrollably.
"If you stop crying, I'll tell you," He said. Bubbles looked up at him, and did her best to stop the tears from coming. "The truth is, I only kidnapped you two because I need you. From the moment I first heard about you, I knew you would be perfect. You were better than all the other kids I've seen. Especially you, Bubbles." He placed his right hand on her cheek. "You're the sweetest person I've ever seen, and I'm glad I took you instead of one of your sisters."
"So you were just waiting for the perfect kids to come, so you could take them?!" She asked, forcing his hand away.
"No, I-"
"You call that love?! You think you can just pick a random child, and suddenly make them yours?! You think you can love them as much as your own kids?! That's sick, and if you had kids of your own, you would know what I mean!" There was a long silence, as Bubbles glared at the person who took her from her family. Then she saw something in his eyes. Something she never thought would ever be in his eyes. She leaned a little closer, to see if she was right. "Are you....crying?"
"I did have kids of my own. Two of them. One boy and one girl. They were a lot like you two," He said, as tears ran down his face.
"What happened to them?" Bubbles asked, after hesitating. They stared into each others eyes for a few moments, before he answered her.
"Chemical X....they took a large amount of it. It gave them powers like they'd hoped, but after a while they started changing. They began to constantly feel pain, and were always getting dizzy. One morning, I went to wake them up, and..." He stopped, and looked away.
"Tell me..." She said, using her hand to make him look at her.
"They didn't.....they didn't wake up...." He said, as more tears fell from his eyes.
"I'm so sorry," Bubbles said, completely forgetting that she was talking to the man who kidnapped her. He wiped his tears, and smiled.
"It's ok, because now I have you," He said. Bubbles was silent. She knew she couldn't stay there with him, and she knew he was a little crazy, but she didn't want him to be alone for the rest of his life. What was she going to do?
"Take this!!!" A voice suddenly shouted from behind them. The man turned around, and was instantly hit in the face by a chair. His vision went blurry, but he managed to see Boomer standing and glaring at him, just before he blacked out. Bubbles gasped when she saw him.
"Boomer-"
"We don't have much time! We have to get out of here!" He grabbed Bubbles' hand, and took her to the window. As quickly as he could with his injuries, he threw the chair into it, instantly shattering it. Bubbles helped him climb out, and glanced back at the unconsious man, before climbing out herself. "I got the key to his car, when he wasn't looking," Boomer said, unlocking the door, and sitting in the driver's seat.
"You know how to drive?" Bubbles asked, sitting in the seat next to him.
"Well, one time me and my brothers stole a car, and took turns trying to drive it, so I have an idea of how to do it, even though they didn't give me much time..." He was able to get it started, but wasn't sure how to get it to move. "What do I do now?" He asked, looking at the steering wheel. His foot accidentally pushed down on the accelerator, making the car go forward into the house. "Darn, I forgot to put it in reverse." After a few minutes of figuring out what to do, they managed to get on the road and began going in the same direction they came from.
"You did it!" Bubbles shouted, happily.
"We're finally gonna get home!" Boomer said, just as happy as Bubbles. "Hey, maybe there's a phone in here, so you can call your family and tell them."
"Good idea," She said, looking around. She reached under her seat, and felt her fingers wrap around something small and metal. "I think I found one," Bubbles said, but when she lifted her hand she didn't have a phone. It was a gun. She screamed, and quickly dropped it on the floor. "I don't think there's a phone in here."
"I guess not...well, we can tell them when we get there," He said.
"Yeah, we can."
Brick's POV...
"That's it! I give up! There's no way to find them! We have no idea where they were taken, so there's nothing we can do!" I suddenly shouted, breaking the long silence.
"Brick's right," Butch said, and we both looked at the two puffs. They were silent, and didn't even look at us. We didn't know what to say to them. It seemed like we were never gonna find our siblings. I sighed, and closed my eyes to think. Things wouldn't be the same without Boomer. He was an idiot, but he made a difference.
"I'll be back, guys," I said, standing up, and walking to the door.
"Where are you going?" Butch asked.
"Out." I walked outside, and slammed the door, before dashing into the air, and leaving a red streak in the sky. I didn't know where I was going, but I didn't know what else to do. I probably wasn't going to see Boomer again. My hatred towards the person who kidnapped him began to rise. "Why did he have to take Boomer...?" I asked. Then I looked down, and noticed something unusual. The town was shaking...a lot. I flew down to get a closer look, and then realized that it wasn't just Townsville. It looked like the whole world was shaking. What the hell?"
Bubbles POV...
"What's going on?" I asked. The ground had started shaking violently, and it was getting hard for Boomer to drive straight.
"I don't know," He answered, trying not to crash.
"You think you can just escape me that easily?" We heard our kidnapper's voice say, but it wasn't in the car. It was coming from everywhere. Before we could respond, a huge hole appeared in the ground in front of us. Boomer stopped the car, just before we fell. We stared at it, waiting for something to happen. We were right, something came out of it. It was a large creature, with claws and a sharp tail. It was covered in spikes, and had four arms. We both gasped.
"W-what are you?" Boomer asked. The creature chuckled.
"What, you don't recognize the guy who kidnapped you?" We gasped again. "You see? This is what Chemical X does to you. This is what happens when you take too much!" He roared, sending his fist into the car we were in. We jumped out just before he smashed it into pieces. "You guys were created with the stuff, so you can't die from it! That's what I liked about you, you couldn't die the same way my kids did!" He approached us slowly. We didn't run, because we knew he could easily catch us. There was only one thing we could do.
"Wait, you can't kidnap children, and use them to replace your real kids! It's not right!" I shouted.
"I don't have a choice!" He lifted his fist, and prepared to strike us. I knew we wouldn't survive the attack. We closed our eyes, and waited for death. But it never came. We didn't feel any pain. I opened one of my eyes to see what happened. I was surprised by what I saw.
".....Brick?" I said. It was Brick. He had grabbed the monster's fist, just before he sent it at us.
"Hurting poor, defenseless kids is just wrong, dude. I'm afraid you've earned yourself a beating," He said, but before he could even blink he was sent into the remains of the car, by a hard punch.
"Brick!" Me and Boomer both said. The beast began to laugh.
"It's useless, Brick," He began. "You'll never take my kids away from me. You don't know what it's like to have someone you love. You don't want to lose them, you can't lose them. I would die before I let Bubbles and Boomer be taken, and I would certainly kill you." We all stared at him. It was obvious that he had lost his mind, but it was sad to see. I felt like deep down he didn't really want to hurt anybody. Brick stood up, and prepared himself for the battle. All me and Boomer could do was watch as the two glared at each other. I wished they didn't have to fight each other, but there was nothing I could do...
To Be Continued...