Wow, it's been a long time since I actually wrote something. I apologize, but I do have a life that doesn't involve my computer, lol. Anyway, here it is, the final chapter. It seems like just yesterday that the idea for this story appeared in my head, lol.
Brick's POV...
I stood, motionless, as I glared at the monster in front of me. I didn't know who or what he was, but I knew that soon I would have to get rid of him. Then a thought came to me. This was actually the guy who took Bubbles and Boomer. I expected him to be just a random freak, but he was much more than that. He was out of his mind. I took a moment to glance at my brother and his counterpart. Obviously, Bubbles was scared, but what I didn't like was how Boomer looked. He was just as afraid as Bubbles. He was a Rowdyruff Boy, and he was scared. Unbelievable.
"Just look at them, Brick," My adversary said, regaining my attention. "Poor little Bubbles is already on the verge of tears. And I wouldn't be surprised if Boomer had already wet his pants." I turned to look at them again, and I could see that he was right. Bubbles looked like she could burst into tears at any moment, and Boomer probably did wet himself. What a baby.
"They're only like that because of you," I said, taking a step towards him. "You kidnapped them, and probably did a bunch of other sick things. How did you expect them to react?" He was silent for a moment, as if he was trying to think of an answer. It didn't matter, because no matter what he said he would still be the bad guy in this situation.
"I never wanted it to come to this..." He finally said. I stared at him, waiting for him to continue. "We could have been happy together. I could have been their father, and they could have been my kids." He turned to them, and began slowly walking towards them. "I really do love them, but I don't understand why they hate me..." I dashed forward, getting in front of the two blues to prevent him from advancing any further.
"They hate you because you're not their father! You're crazy, man!" I was beginning to think that it may be time to silence this guy for good. I doubted I would get out of this without a fight, but I didn't know if I could beat him alone. I was pretty sure he used Antidote X on Bubbles and Boomer, so they were useless.
"I'm not their father?" He asked, surprising us all when he smiled. "Then who is? Who is their father?" I just stared at him, disgusted and angry at the same time. "I'll tell you who their father is. Me. I'm all they have. They weren't born like normal kids, they were created. They don't have real fathers." I could tell his words were upsetting Bubbles, so I decided it was finally time to end this.
"Listen, dude, nobody has to die. You could end this peacefully if you just walk away and forget about them." It's not like me to try to end things peacefully, but it's been a long day, and I just wanted this to end quickly. I waited for his response, but he didn't say anything. Minutes went by, and all he did was stare at me. When I realized this wasn't getting us anywhere, I turned to face Boomer. "Come on, lets get out of here." Then, I suddenly heard a roar behind me. I turned around, and prepared to counter any attack that might be sent at me. What I saw wasn't what I expected. That creature was on its back, rubbing its head as if something had struck it.
"Take that, whatever you are!" I turned to see who it was that helped us, and nearly gasped. It was Butch. "Nobody messes with the Rowdyruff Boys!"
"Butch? How did you-"
"We followed you after you left earlier," He said.
"We? So does that mean...?" I looked up, and just as I expected, the other two puffs were flying full speed towards Bubbles.
"Bubbles!" They both shouted, and pulled her into a hug so tight that it couldn't be healthy.
"We were so worried about you!" Blossom said, already crying tears of joy.
"Hey, can you save the tear fest for when I'm not here? All this sissy love is making me sick," Butch said, totally spoiling their moment. I then noticed that the kidnapper was just looking at us. Well, mostly Bubbles. He was watching her hug her sisters, and cry along with them.
"Why don't they hug me like that...?" He asked, quietly. "Why don't they come to me when they're scared? Or smile at me when I smile at them? Why won't they love me like I love them?" The girls were too busy hugging each other to notice, but me and my brothers couldn't tear our eyes away from him. It was already established that he was a psychopath, but just how crazy was he?
"Come on, we're taking you home Bubbles," Blossom said, and I could see the kidnapping monster twitch. I could almost hear something inside of him snap. My brothers must have heard it too, because they both took a few steps away from him.
"Blossom..." He said. We were surprised by how calm he sounded. She looked over at him, and gave a mean scowl. There was a small pause before he continued. "...Get your hands off my daughter..." He suddenly charged at Blossom, fists raised and ready to strike. I was about to block his attack, but out of the corner of my eye I saw a pink streak. The next thing I knew, Blossom punched him in the chest with all of her strength. We all stared, slightly surprised. "You...you monster..." He said, coughing as blood began dripping out of his mouth.
"I'm the monster?" Blossom said, with a look that could only be described as one of pure hatred and rage. "I'm not the one who takes someone else's kids and acts as if I'm their parent!" She shouted at him as he fell to his knees and clutched his chest.
"I had no choice..."
"Oh, so you were forced to come to Townsville and take my sister and Boomer?" I knew Blossom wanted to end his life right then and there. Everything he said just made him look more insane, but Powerpuff Girls don't kill unless they have to.
"Yes...I was forced to do it...by myself," He said, confusing us all. "...After my real kids died, I was heart broken. I couldn't be happy unless I had them back...or I had someone to replace them. I kidnapped Bubbles and Boomer because they're special to me." We were all silent, not knowing what to say. I actually understand how losing your kids could mess you up, but what he did was still wrong. Butch was the first to speak.
"You...are a lunatic! You can't just kidnap kids and use them to replace your old ones! I don't care how crazy you are, you can't do that!"
"You don't understand the pain I've felt-"
"So? Just deal with it!" I was starting to enjoy watching Butch argue with this crazy guy.
"I can't!" He shouted, silencing Butch. And when I looked closely at him...he actually had tears in his eyes. Tears! I can't believe even he's a sissy! What's surprised us even more was when he actually began crying into his hands. "I just can't..." He said, between sobs. Butch walked up to him.
"Dude..." He began. "...Have fun in hell," He said, before a green energy ball appeared in his hand. This guy was finally gonna die, and I was really glad. He was annoying.
"Do it..." I said, waiting for all this to finally be over. Butch aimed the ball right at the dude's head, and smiled.
"Stop!" We turned our attention to the voice behind us, and gasped. It was...Bubbles.
Bubbles's POV...
"You can't just kill him!" I shouted, running up to Butch. "He may have done some horrible things, but even he doesn't deserve to die!"
"Bubbles," Blossom said, walking to me. "How could you possibly be defending him? After all the thing's he's done to you."
"It wasn't his fault, he's just confused. I know deep down he doesn't really want to hurt anybody. He's just so sad about the loss of his own kids..." I turned to look at the man who kidnapped me, and took a deep breath. "Please...it doesn't have to end this way. You could live, and we could help you get over your pain...we could even be friends."
"...Why? Why don't you want to be my daughter?" He looked so sad and hurt. I was careful not to say anything that might upset him.
"I already have a father...but I don't have to be your daughter. If we were friends I would come to see you every day, and ask you how you're doing, and you wouldn't have to feel so alone." He looked at me, and then looked down at the ground. I really did want to be his friend, but I couldn't if he didn't change his ways.
"Now I see...I can't have you because...you're too attached to your real family," He said, slowly. "...I could never seperate you from them completely, you'll always favor them over me."
"No, I..." I began, but couldn't finish. I knew he was right...no matter what, I would have to favor my family.
"I guess I can't have you...in this life. But perhaps in the next...you'll be all mine." He took a few steps toward me, making me back away. "I now know what I have to do...we both have to die together, so that in the next life we will be together."
"No..." I said, all hope of helping him fading away. He ran at me, but I couldn't find the strength to run away. I watched him come at me, knowing that a long time ago he was probably a really nice person. A person I would have loved to meet...
"Not so fast, monster guy!" Butch shouted, throwing his energy ball at him. I gasped as he was hit right in the side of the head, and blown up. I was pushed back by the explosion, and landed hard on the ground. Insantly, my sisters were by my side, making sure I was ok. But before they could even say anything, I was on my feet and rushing to the body of my kidnapper. I didn't even know why I was so worried, but I couldn't help it. I stopped and looked at the motionless body. Blood was dripping out of his head, and he had several cuts all over his body. I fell to my knees as reality began to set in. He was...dead.
"No...you can't be dead...you can't!" Tears rushed down my cheeks as I cried hard onto his chest. It was so strange to me. He kidnapped me, shot Boomer, and tried to kill me, and yet I was crying over his death. I knew Blossom and Buttercup wouldn't be crying if they were in my position.
"Come on, lets get out of here, the party's over," I heard Brick say.
"But what about Bubbles?" Boomer said. There was a moment of silence.
"She'll be ok, she has her sisters. And besides, we have to go get Mojo to give you your powers back." With that said, Brick and Butch lifted Boomer, and flew away to find Mojo. I didn't care, all I could think about was my kidnapper. I knew he wasn't truly a bad person.
"Bubbles...we should go home, and let the Professor know we found you," Blossom said, approaching me.
"Why did he have to die?" I asked, still crying. "He was a good person deep down, I just know it!" Blossom sighed before she began speaking again.
"I don't know why things turned out like this, but we can't change the past. All we can do is move on."
"Yeah, and he was crazy anyway," Buttercup said, earning a small glare from Blossom. "What? You know he was."
"Anyway, Bubbles, my point is that there's no point in crying over this. It had to happen..." I didn't want to believe Blossom, I didn't think that he had to die. But then again, if he hadn't what would have happened? He would have kept trying to kill me...and possibly even succeeded. I took a good look at the corpse in front of me, and wondered if he was really too emotionally damaged to help. It didn't matter anymore...he was gone. I looked at Blossom and slowly nodded, before standing up and going to my sisters. Once we left I didn't even bother to look back at the body. I couldn't, it would only have increased my sadness.
Kidnapper's POV...
They think they can just do this to me...they think I'll let them take what I worked so hard to gain. They're wrong. I will not let them take my children away from me. Not again...
My eye's shot open, as I slowly became conscious again. Immediately, I turned to look for Bubbles and Boomer. They were gone, along with the rest. I could feel my anger rising, I wanted to rip apart the ones who took my kids. "Blossom, Brick, Butch, and Buttercup," I said to myself. Those were the names of the ones who ruined everything. Then I remembered that it was Boomer's attempt to escape that allowed Brick to find them in the first place. Why does he defy me? At least Bubbles tries to behave, but him...he never trusted me, not even slightly. Standing up, I already knew what I had to do. I had to go find my kids and get them back. Luckily, I already knew where Bubbles lived. I ran in the direction of her house, anxious to see her again.
After about half an hour, I was there. I prepared myself for the fight of my life. Bubbles was in there, and I had to get her back, even if it meant killing everyone else. My plan was to smash through the window, and hit them with everything I had, except Bubbles of course. I walked to the window, ready to unleash my anger on them. Then I decided to get a glimpse of what they were doing in there. I saw just what I expected, they were all huddled together in a group hug. All of them crying tears of joy, especially their creator. When I looked at Bubbles's face, she had a look of pure joy. It was like she had completely forgotten about me...because of them. I wanted to go pry their arms off of her, and hold her in mine. I wanted to kill all of them, so I'd be the only person for her. But...I couldn't. In the time she spent with me, I never once saw her smile like that. I rarely saw her smile at all...
Turning around, I shut my eyes tightly as the truth finally hit me. Bubbles was not my daughter. Boomer was not my son. They didn't belong to me, they didn't care about me. They...hate me. I noticed the lights in Bubble's house turn off. Looking through the window again, it appeared that they were now going to bed. Without the lights on, I could now partially see my reflection in the window. I really was a monster, just like they said. I looked absolutely horrible in this new form. After a few seconds of staring, I turned to leave.
"Now what?" I asked myself, as I walked. What was I going to do? I couldn't go back to my house, alone. I was so tired of having nobody to talk to. Everyone hated me, and since I was now a monster they would fear me too. I was beginning to think that death was the only option. Then I looked up, and saw something a little unexpected. It was Boomer, and his two brothers. He must have gotten his powers back, because he was now flying on his own. I didn't even bother to make sure they didn't spot me. They were probably having too much fun together to notice me...
Brick's POV...
"So, Boomer, what exactly did that guy do to you and Bubbles?" I asked, as we flew through the sky to test Boomer's powers.
"Lots of things, like once he fired a gun right next to my ear. And another time he shot me!" Butch and I laughed as Boomer told us what had happened to him and Bubbles. The man did some pretty sick things. "And one time he kissed Bubbles!"
"Wait, he seriously did that?" Butch asked, just as surprised as me.
"Yeah, I wanted to kill him after he did it."
"You wanted to kill him? Why? All he did was kiss the blue puff," I said, looking at Boomer suspiciously.
"Well, I uh..."
"Wait...did anything weird happen between you and Bubbles?" I said, as me and Butch stared and waited for an answer.
"N-no, of course not! In fact, being kidnapped wouldn't have been as bad if she wasn't with me," He said, and I thought I could see him blushing, but it was too dark to tell if I was right.
"Fine..." I said. I didn't really care if anything did happen, as long as it didn't make our next fight with the Powerpuff Girls any harder. Then I heard Boomer sigh in relief, making me stare at him again.
"Um...I'm just happy that I'm finally away from that sick man."
"Whatever."
Kidnapper's POV...
I was thinking about ending it all, just going to a cliff and diving off head first. Or stabbing myself in the heart. I was even considering having the Rowdyruff Boys kill me. No matter what I did, I would be out of everyone's lives for good, and Bubbles and Boomer would be happy. I wished I could at least say goodbye, and hold them both one last time. But neither of them wanted to be anywhere near me...
Flashback...
"What is this stuff?" A small girl said, holding up a cup containing a black liquid.
"Be careful with that," I said, gently taking it. "It's Chemical X. I've been studying it to find out ways to improve it. Right now it's really unstable, but if I work hard enough I might find a way to use it as a kind of medicine."
"Will it taste just as bad as the medicine you usually give us?" A boy asked.
"No, I'll find a way to make it taste good too," I said, laughing slightly. "You two should get to bed, you have school in the morning."
"Ok, daddy!" They both said, hurrying off to their rooms. I continued studying the recently invented chemical. I put a small amount on an ant I found crawling on the wall. At first nothing happened, but then it began to crawl faster. Soon I found myself running just to keep up with it. I lost it when it went through a small crack, but I saw all that I needed to see.
"Chemical X improves agility, and possibly even strength," I wrote down, happy with my discovery.
End of flashback...
I never knew that Chemical X would cause the deaths of my biological kids. It was supposed to improve humans. I guess back then it was too unstable to use on a living thing...I wonder what happened to the ant. Did it die because of the chemical too? I'll never know. I looked down at my mutated feet, and sighed. "Why did I ever have to use Chemical X...?"
"There he is!" A voice shouted, making me turn around. I saw two police cars parked in front of me, and four officers aiming weapons at me. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see several more approaching me, armed and ready to fight. My first thought was to resist, but what would I be resisting for? I had nothing left, just an empty house.
Always do the right thing. That's what I used to tell my kids. If they were still alive, I know they wouldn't want me hiding from the police. Sighing, I put my hands up to signal I was giving up. They lowered their weapons, and approached me with handcuffs.
"You have the right to remain silent, John Camon!" It's been a while since anyone has said my real name...
The end.
Wow, the story is actually over. I had fun writing it, lol. Anyway, since this is the last chapter, I have a feeling it's going to get the most reviews. I don't know why, but I feel that way. Anyway, I'm going to start writing short stories on my profile every saturday. They'll be funny, random, and maybe even weird. Don't miss them. Ok, see ya next time!