Chapter 10

This is the tenth chapter of 'Two Worlds, Collide'

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The ball went on very nicely. Normally, for Russia, the balls last for about four to six hours, so it was almost time for the ball to end. The musicians were playing a lively tune, but the royals weren't dancing. They found themselves too tired, so the boys temporarily left their fiancés to talk with a few friends while the girls were just talking amongst themselves.

Bubbles was at the buffet table, getting herself a small cup of water, while Blossom, Buttercup and Bloom were not far, talking. As she turned around, she nearly crashed into Sir. Steven Snider, the son of Gill and Mary Snider, the most powerful nobles underneath the imperial family. He was sixteen, with stingy grey hair and dull black eyes.

Being the young saint she was, the blue puff took a step back and curtsied, "Hello, Mr. Snider, are you enjoying the ball?" The old pervert smirked, loving the fact that the angel before him didn't see the lust brimming from his eyes, "Yes, indeed, m'lady. But, you know what would make this ball perfect for me?"

Now, as you know, Bubbles was the most innocent of the Utonuim sisters. That also includes being a bit naïve. So, in short, she had no idea what Steven wanted from her. She smiled brightly, "Yes, what that be?" She was surprised out of her mind when the nobleman pinned her to the wall, and whispered huskily, "You, my dear."

The youngest sister struggled, but the boy was too strong, "You can't do this. I-I'm already engaged to Prince Boomer."

Steven chuckled darkly, "He won't ever know, now will he?" Bubbles felt tears beginning to swell in her eyes, and tried to control them by sounding brave, "Let m-me go." Inside, she was bawling, 'Why, can't I be strong like Buttercup, or have the fighting skills like Bloom. I can't even scream, like Blossom would.'

She then felt Steven's hard lips clashing with hers, harshly bruising her soft ones. Tears were falling harshly down her pale cheeks, 'HELP ME! Buttercup, Bloom, Blossom, ANYONE, please help me!'

Blossom looked at the large Grandfather clock engraved with pure gold, which read 11: 36, "Huh, Bubble's been gone since 11:25. How long could it take walk to the buffet table, pour yourself a glass of water and walk back?"

Buttercup shrugged, "I dunno. Maybe she met some girl and made a friend." Bloom turned towards the buffet table, and gasped, "Or maybe she's about to be raped!" The other turned so fast their necks cracked, and saw their youngest sister being pinned to the wall by a stranger boy.

Buttercup's fist griped so tightly, her nails tore slits in the gloves, "I swear, when I get my hands on that guy…" Bloom began to walk towards the scene, eerily calm, "Why are you guys just standing there? Let's go."

Steven began to feel the young girl up when someone tapped his shoulder. Angry, he spun around, "What do you…" He couldn't finish his sentence, as in, Buttercup punched him, sending him flying to the ground. Blossom quickly wrapped her youngest sister in a comforting hug, "Shhh… it's okay, Bubbles. He's gone now. Well, Buttercup and Bloom are taking care of him."

Buttercup and Bloom towered over Steven, their auras blazing with fire and freezing with ice. The entire ballroom was silent, watching this, including the boys and their friends: Blaze and Bullet.

Bloom reached down, wretched Steven up by his neck and lifted him six inches off the ground, "Who.. do you think you are to do that to our younger sister."

Steven smirked, "You can't do anything to me. You two are merely girls, not to mention foreigners at that." Buttercup growled, and got ready to jack slap him. Bloom spoke, "Hold it BC."

The green puff growled , "What?" Bloom smirked, "Don't slap him." Blossom and Buttercup narrowed their eyes, "Why?" The purple puff smirked, "Punch him instead." Buttercup chuckled, and clenched her hand into a fist, "Much obliged," and did just that, sending him flying with a broken nose.

The boys came over, Brick saying, "What's the matter?" Blossom gave him a scowl that rivaled his red hot one, "Is it tradition to invite perverts and rapists to your balls? 'Cause if it is, I'm sorry we attended."

Butch arched a brow, "What're you talking about?" Buttercup and Bloom came back to the group, "That stupid idiot over there tried to rape Bubbles." Boomer's eyes shot up, and ran to Bubbles, hugging her gently, "Are you okay? I'm so sorry I didn't notice."

Bubbles sniffed, then giggled, "It's okay, I'm fine. A bit scared, and shocked, but okay." Both the girls and the boys turned to Steven, who's personal butler was attending to his broken nose. Bruise spoke in an icy voice that would melt Antarctica, "Well, Mr. Steven, it's surprising that you thought you could to something like that to someone as important as a prince's fiancé."

The noble scoffed, "Who cares? She's nothing but a whore, anyway, so she shouldn't mind what I do to her." He received two extremely harsh punch in the face and the gut by Buttercup and Butch. The green puff growled like an animal, "Why I otta...! How dare you call my sister a whore! I'll kill you!"

Steven smirked, "I'd like to see you try," and snapped his fingers. Suddenly, assassins jumped into the ballroom, armed with swords, clubs, ect. All the guests began to scream and went for the exit. Unfortunately, it was blocked off, and all the windows were too high up.

Bubbles gasped, clutching to Boomer just a bit tighter, "W-what on earth…" Boomer scowled, "Steven's family controls a strong police force, the strongest in Moscow." Brick gently pushed Blossom behind him, "There aren't many people who can defeat the assassins the Snider family hires."

Bloom sighed, "Well then, I guess me and Buttercup are 'not many people.' C'mon sis." She punched an assassin right in the face, hard enough to break a bone and knock him unconscious. Buttercup kneed another one in the place where the sun don't shine and knocked him across the floor.

They managed to seize a pair of fencing swords and began to, well, fence. The number of assassins that were being knocked out began to pile up. Bloom spoke after slicing at an assassin, "What're you boys, wimps? C'mon and help." The boys smirked and did so. Blossom and Bubbles helped get all the guests out of the ball room and to safety.

Finally, every single assassin was down, groaning in pain, paralyzed, or completely unconscious. Buttercup wiped imaginary sweat off her forehead, "That was a nice work out, considering we haven't trained in months." Butch chuckled, "Who knew you girls could fence."

Bloom scoffed, "We aren't like those prissy girls who only have air in their heads." She then turned to Blossom and Bubbles, "Is everyone alright?" Blossom smiled, "Yes, we did a head count and everyone was there, and okay. Several women fainted, but okay."

Boomer slung the club he was holding over his shoulder, "Are you okay, Bubbles?" The blue puff giggles, "Yes, Boomer, I'm fine." Brick sighed, "Well, now that the excitement is over, why don't we all retire." He snapped his fingers, and tow guards appeared, bowing. Butch spoke, pointing to Steven, who was groaning in pain, "Bring Steven home, and tell his parents what happened here."

The guards nodded, grabbed the nobleman, and dragged him off, Steven shouting curses, and swearing revenge. Buttercup dropped her swords and yawned, "Man, I'm bushed. C'mon, lets get to bed." Agreeing, the boys took the girls' hand and led them up the stairs towards the west wing, where the royal family's and the royal guests' bedchambers are, completely ignoring the large amounts of rubble in the ballroom and the large number of knocked out assassins on the ground.

Whew, that took a lot of work! Well, the boys now know that the girls aren't helpless on the battlefield. Ideas are always welcome, considering I'm practically out of them

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