This door isn't closed yet:
Chapter Nine: Punks & Ruffs; Part II
Word count: 3,350
The wind seemed to intensify as he chased the girl outside the city limits. Boomer's long blond hair flew into his eyes, successfully irritating the teen, and blocking his vision. He wasn't gaining on the girl, but she wasn't escaping him either. By no means did she show signs of slowing down. She was his counterpart that was for sure, if they shared the same similarities, then speed was the most profound of these similarities.
He pushed forward, the girl taking a sudden turn upwards into the sky, Boomer over shot her former position slowing down, before dashing back into the sky. The blond girl had made a nice gap in-between the two.
Damn it! He needed to be more aware of her movement, the way she was playing this game of cat and mouse furthered his irritation. He couldn't just simply go and chase her blindly, he had to be keen and ready for any tricks she had up her sleeves. With out an ounce of warning blue orb of energy shot at Boomer, who had little time to react being preoccupied in thought, swiftly swerved to the side avoiding the attack. He pushed upwards the two ascending even further into the sky, burrowing through the layers of the atmosphere at high speeds. He felt the temperature of his body begin to increase. Brat shot another series of blasts towards Boomer, this time holding nothing back. His eyes widened at the amount, of which seemed to be uncountable. He acted fast, releasing all energy for a split second and creating a force field around him. All of the blasts, which were a lot, impacted with the shield, the whole even happening within a blink of an eye.
When the attack stopped Boomer deactivated his shield quickly, not wanting to waste needed energy. He had perfected this technique, his first time using it prove to be rather painful and had left him hyperventilating from the rush and lack of energy. But now, it proved to be useful.
The blue eyed Ruff and the Punk broke through the barrier of the between the Earth's and space. The black void seeming to spread on eternally. The sun's light brightly shining on the boy's face, blinding him for a moment.
"So, You're ganna just keep running, huh?", his voice muffled due to the decreasing amount of oxygen.
She came to a sudden stop, the girl still a considerable distance from Boomer. He slowed down as he approached Brat, his eyes remaining on the girl like glue on paper.
"Well..", she began, turning around suddenly. Boomer raised a blond eyebrow in question. Brat had a finger innocently placed on her lips, an almost genuine smile placed neatly on her face. It was scary to say the least, but yet she almost looked.. Adorable. The look she was currently giving him, seductive. He couldn't believe his eyes.
Boomer shook his head, and in that moment he realized just how attractive and well, cute his enemy looked, the sunlight beautifully complementing the girls delicate features. His head raced as conflicting feelings ran through him, he felt his heart racing rapidly.
"...I just wanted to see how long you'd chase me.", she giggled.
She was fucking with him, it was obvious and he knew it. The girl, wanted to mess with his head. She approached Boomer, he felt sweat drip down his forehead. Why was he responding to her like this? She was evil, the bad guy.. The evil witches Brick had been rambling about the whole damn week, they were to be killed for their actions. But, he couldn't bring himself to move. It was weird to say the least.
She was just to put it simply, beautiful. He couldn't deny it, now realizing it. But beautiful or not he needed to eradicate her, wipe her from existence. Kill her.. So why couldn't he?
His eyes went wide as her felt her hand touching his face, caressing his cheek.
She was the enemy, and this was obviously a ruse. However... Boomer was different from his brother's in many aspects. I guess you could say that he's both physically and mentally weak in certain situations. For instance, his weakness for being manipulated by those of the opposite sex.
"What.. Are you doing?", he asked.
She said nothing winking at the boy as she continued to giggle. His eyes widen when he felt a wet sensation on the side of his cheek. She had placed a kiss on the side of his face!?
The girl stepped back, a sense of bemusement spreading over Boomer's being. He couldn't move, the sensation of her lips could still be felt on his cheek, the wet spot still present.
A sly smirk made it's way to the girl's features, suddenly. The Ruff found himself being shot by two lasers. The hot lasers, successfully hit him, but fortunately only knocked the boy backwards, sending him into the Earth's atmosphere, the planet's gravitational pull dragging him downward towards the Earth.
"Shiiit!",
He descended fast, flames forming around him as he entered Earth's surface.
A blue flash of light blinded the ruff, which was followed by Boomer suddenly being halted, a hand placed around his neck. He was held downwards, as the powerful hand clasped onto his windpipe, attempting to suffocate the boy.
"You're such an idiot, I didn't even think that'd work, but shit you're so stupid!", she spoke vigorously, giggling as she did so.
"Fuck you..",
He grabbed the girls hands, not choosing to respond. She looked at him, curious, his actions seem rather unusual.
The boy sent his head forward, head butting the girl. Her hand left his neck, he then attacked the girl with his laser eye beams. The girl distraught by his attack, was it by the blast. However the attack did minimal to no damage, Brat starred back a malicious spark in her eyes.
Boomer took it upon himself to attack, with his speed he charged at the girl, his fists coming forward at full force. The girl blocked his punches, before sending a heavy kick his way. He dodged, the attack grabbing her leg with both his arms. The girl grunted as he swung the girl around in a circle like motion, before tossing her down to the Earth. The attack didn't do much, Brat just simple dashed back to the battle, tackling Boomer, then sending a bombardment of punches into his gut. He coughed up blood and saliva, as the girl mercilessly pounded his stomach with jabs. Boomer was able to free himself when he hit the girl with an uppercut, which successfully drew blood on her lip.
The two blonds stared each other down, a stalemate ensuing suddenly as the two attempted to catch their breaths.
"Looking pretty bad okay, boy?", she smirked devilishly at Boomer, who responded by wiping the blood off his chin.
"Babe, I'm just getting started.", he smiled, seeing the smirk dissipate from her face.
The girl had no time to react as his right leg sent a devastating blow into the back of The blond Punk's head. She yelled, in pain, but he wasn't done. Realizing the girl was unable to counter, Boomer quickly summoned energy to his hand. A large yellow baseball bat forming in the palm of his hands.
"Batter up!", he cried smashing his self made weapon into the girl, sending her flying off into the distance. "...homerun..", Boomer allowed the baseball bat to dissolve into the air before chasing after the direction she was hit.
He flew, towards Brat with great speed, the girl already recovering from his two attacks. She rubbed her head, her crystal blue eyes landing on the blond Ruff's. Her expression unreadable to he Ruff. Before, without any warning, Brat dashed away this time descending into the clouds below.
"Running away again!?", he cried beginning his pursuit again.
The two super powered beings were relentless, neither seeming to want to give in. They both endured blows, exchanging punches and kicks, as they both blocked and dodged each other's attacks. Their battle wasn't exactly visible to the human eye. The speed in which they were moving faster than anything a human could possibly perceive. The impacts from the two powerhouses punches alone caused the ground to shake around the city. They had been fighting for a questionable amount of time, straight. Butch was strong, his endurance high, but he couldn't fight forever. His strength and speed began to fade as the battle continue, just as he suspected he was becoming tired.
Butch broke the battle up by performing a backflip, allowing himself to fall to the concrete pavement below as he skid backwards.
He mustered up a concentration of energy towards his palm, allowing the attack to grow in size and power. Fuck minimal damage, beat this bitch was the main priority.
The green Punk wasted no time in attacking the raven haired Ruff. Just as he wanted the girl came at Butch, fist coming forward. Butch jumped, hurling over the girl as he released the blast, sending it down at the girl at precisely the right moment. The attack made contact, engulfing the girl before exploding. A few buildings collapsed from the attack.
He floated slowly waiting for the smoke to clear, dirt and dust covering the area. He wait intently, knowing that wasn't enough to kill the punk. It made him smirk honestly, he felt the familiar twitches of excitement returning to him, the adrenaline rush that made him who he was pumping through his blood. He loved this!
The girl waste no time in making her present known, three green blasts came Butch's way. He deflected the first two, and dodged the last. It seemed to be a diversion, suddenly Brute's fist slammed Butch's face, he rocketed into the asphalt below.
He recovered in an instant, hovering out of the crater within seconds of ramming into the ground. An attack like that was nothing to the powerhouse. He could taste the blood in his mouth, his uniform totally ripped and his body covered in lacerations and bruises. His eyes glared at Brute. Oh how he'd been waiting for something like this!
"How does it feel, Ruff?",
"How does what feel, that you're getting your ass handed to ya?", Butch retorted.
"No, that you're going to die?", she flew forward with hyper speed, Butch followed the girl as they clashed again, Butch was on the defensive as he dodged her rapid kicks. He noted the girl getting frustrated, as she let out a loud grunt, as she twirled around attacking Butch with another kick. This time he blocked with his wrists.
"Nope..", Butch taunted, blasting the girl with his eye beams, which only succeeded in pushing the girl slightly. This furthered the girls rage, to Butch's amusement.
"Your leader has it all wrong, it's obvious that I'm more powerful than you.", he gloated, the girl's green eyes filled with hatred and anger. This only seemed to make Butch glow more. "Go on, try something.. Anything..", he crossed his arms over his chest.
Brute remained motionless, Butch couldn't help let out a laugh at this, the girl had no idea what to do. The stupid dyke seemed to be constipated.
A small smirk made its way to the Powerpunk's face. He stopped laughing realizing this. She ascended slowly into the air. Butch scrunching his forehead in confusion followed the girl. Smirk remaining on her face.
Her hands began to glow a deep vivid green as she pointed it far off into the distance, Butch's forest green eyes widened in realization of her intentions. His eyes went towards the direction of her hands, the green ball of energy increasing in size.
"No, don't you dare do that shit.",
Her sadistic smirk intensified, the girl almost looked psychotic. She released her attack, not heeding Butch's warnings. She had no mercy, she showed no remorse she was simply evil. Why Butch didn't end her shit then and there? He'd never know, his arrogant nature getting the best of him so, now the closest hospital, which homed sick and wounded innocent people was seconds from becoming ruble. And it was all his fault..
Unless, of course, Butch could intercept the attack and stop a disaster.
The warm sun's light reflected off of the sandy beach.
Blossom and Buttercup watched her blond haired sister curiously. At first it seemed as if Bubbles had been childishly playing in the sand, but after a moment it became apparent that she was actually burying something in the sand. It was weird, to say the least.
"They're iris seeds, they represent peace, openness and serenity.", Blossom surveyed her sister as she brought herself to her feet, wiping the sand from her hands on her pants.
"Eventually, they'll grow into beautiful purple iris flowers.", she said, her voice filled with a joyous hope. The red haired puff started at her sister in admiration, she was such an optimistic bundle of love and happiness. She was truly and inspiration.
"Not in sand Bubbles..", Buttercup told her.
"... It'll never grow.. Things may never get better..",
Bubbles just looked up at her elder sister Buttercup. Crystal blue staring into deep green eyes. They just gazed at each other for a long moment, the acceptance of their excommunication from TownsVille not yet fully settled in yet. They were restless, irritated and a tad bit confused. Well, Buttercup was if anything.
"Just wait..", Stated the blond.
"Wait for what?", the jet black haired puff asked.
"Just wait...", she repeated.
"Look, if you haven't notice Bubbles, we're kind of in a situation, I don't think waiting is going to fix our fucking issues.", She was angry and it was expected from the spitfire, she had all right to be. But getting angry would do no good.
"I agree with Bubbles.", Blossom spoke finally. "We just have to wait.",
"Why Blossom, why do we have to wait? It's all over, why not go out like heroes instead of cowards.",
Buttercup's words stung like a wasp sting. But Blossom knew better than to response just as impulsive her. Things were dire yes, Buttercup was right there, however the game wasn't over yet and with that Blossom had the perfect response.
"...because this door isn't closed yet.",
Berserk paced around Brick, and the group of people he had saved mere seconds ago. He was weak and without any power to combat the girl in anyway.
"You seem rather tired, Brick.", Berserk stated the obvious.
"Well, saving a few people is rather tiring, you know.", said Brick.
He watched her with a cold eye.
She humphed at his words. "Hm, I wouldn't know.",
"Neither did I.", he retorted. He knew what she was here for, to fuck shit up. And he was damn sure if he'd sit around and let this bitch do what she wanted.
"What do you want, Berserk?",
She rippled an eyebrow. "Well, isn't it obvious?",
He didn't respond, suspecting what she was getting at.
"We want to cause chaos, and mayhem.. We just simply wish to see the world burn..slowly.", she explained.
He knew it, why did he bother asking. Brick began coughing, the air in his lungs lessening more and more.
"But here I have a question for you, Brick.",
An loud bang went off in the far distance. The building shaking from the earthquake like tremor, the far off explosion brought upon a green light, Brick note.
"How's that mother of yours?", she asked, her voice sounding genuine.
"What?", Brick asked, through breaths. "What's ...it to you?",
Berserk shook her head, her hands crossing over her chest. "Oh nothing..But on another note you don't seem to be doing good there.",
"I'm fine!", he protested.
"If you say so..", she laughed. "..don't worry we're about done here.", the girl floated away from Brick, her long swaying with the breeze. He prepared himself for the worst, he watched the girl move, though she stayed within the general area. He watched her intently as she brought her wrist to her mouth, a communicator that looked oddly similar to his placed neatly in her rock star like outfit.
"Girls, we're pulling out.", her orders came out as a surprise, the crowd of people gasped at her words.
"What the fuck.. Leaving so soon?", he coughed.
She did nothing to acknowledge that he was there, her back turned to the Ruff. She simply responded.
"Believe me, we want nothing more than to see you dead... But it's not time yet. But do not worry, You time will come soon, actually... Very soon.", her voice edgey and smart, almost as if she knew something Brick didn't quite know. She took off in a flash of red, the leader watched her as she disappeared into the skyline.
Mustering the strength to his feet, Brick went back to the people on the rooftop.
"Alright, lets get you guys down.",
Butch with speed he never knew he'd contained within smacked the green blast away. Diverting it from the direction of the hospital. His forest green eyes watched as an explosion went off in the sky above them, shaking the city for blocks
"And not one casualty from the attack.", he spoke to himself as his eyes quickly caught a hold of a green stream in he far distance.
"Fuck, she's running.", he growled at her coward tactics, she fought dirty and without honor, and albeit he still kicked her ass, she was not substitute for that green Powerpuff. He was seconds away from chasing the girl when his com link went off.
"Oh, come on.. Yes?", he answered.
"How's it going for ya Butch?", it was Brick's voice.
"I was kicking the dyke's ass when she decided to be a pussy and flew away!",
He could hear his brother chuckle from the other line. "Just come to me, forget them for now.",
Butch blinked at Brick's words, before smiling and chuckling also. "Roger..",
Boy had they changed.
"Who are they?", the questioned seemed to go unanswered. The three hooded figures watched the huge screen as the events unfolded live on television. Mainly the battle between, Butch and the strange green villain who resembled Buttercup. Where she had come from, or rather they? Blossom couldn't answer that question either.
Bubbles shook her head, realizing no one would answer her question. Her black hood swaying, making her look rather ridiculous opposed to seclusive.
"So are the Rowdyruff boys good now?", that Blossom also did not have the answer for.
"Good question. Who knows?", she answered. Blossom could see her sister pouting from within her hood.
"Good or not. They still have to pay for their sins.", Buttercup said as a matter of fact.
Blossom watched the screen intently. She watched Brick safely get aircraft to escort those people off the tower and to the hospital. She gazed on intently. Did they have some sort of motive to acting like the good guys? Was it to gain public support? Did they even care? An abundant amount of questions shot through the leader's head.
She sighed, knowing her seventeen year old mind well, she knew her curiosity would get the better of her.
"The Ruffs will be heading home soon.." She began.
"And?"
"So what?!"
This was probably a stupid idea, but they were stronger now, much wiser, and more fit. "So..I think the Ruffs should be the first ones to know of our, 'resurrection'.",
*The first arc of this multi-chaptered fanfic will be ending in the next two chapters, so be prepared! We have some curve balls coming your way!
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