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ALSO just a little thing that I noticed the other day… The perfect theme for Brick and Blossom! The song is 4 Real by Avril Lavigne if you're curious! It seems to be like it was meant for Blossom to sing to Brick. ;D Check it out if you're curious! Anyway…ON WITH THE STORY!
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REMINDER: THE RRB AND PGG ALL HAVE NORMAL FEATURES, LIMBS, AND HAVE NOSES. THEY ARE ALL 15 YEARS OLD =)
WARNING!: THIS CHAPTER ENDS A LITTLE… GRUISOMELY! ^_^ JUUUUST SAYING!
Stolen Without A Trace
Chapter 12: Bitter Reunion
P.O.V.: Blossom
There is a memory…buried deep inside me, that I can now see yet again…and relive over and over again…
"B-Brick! …Stop what you're doing right there!" I shouted, shocked he had been out in public without his brothers for the first time. Yet so was I… we were both so young. Five years old and yet so intelligent..
Yet even we didn't fully understand much to do with love. No matter how smart…
It was a cloudy day, and the clouds were getting that purplish and bluish color, suggesting a storm would be approaching soon. The wind was a bit flared as well..
He was near a vending machine and about to insert a dollar into it when he stopped and looked towards me, wondering who had said that. His face was so intense as he looked around…even back then.
Then he laid his eyes upon me, and a wicked frown came across his face.
"well if it isn't a powerpuff… what the hell is it? Am I breakin' the law by getting' a soda?" he mocked but I folded my arms and took a few steps closer to him, my face determined… if not small and innocent.
"Don't kid around Brick, I saw what you did just now. You stole that dollar from someone's pocket!…after beating them up!" he slowly glanced towards the dollar, then towards an alley way that was next to him, where he had "secretly" stashed the beaten up and past out civilian, and put the dollar in his pocket.
"Perhaps this is true.." he said dully, still looking at the alley way, but then he snaps back to hatred and looks at me aggressively.
"But whatcha ganna do about it toots?" he growled out and I smiled confidently, justice coming to mind.
"Arrest you!" I declare and fly towards him, prepared to drag him along if need be. He was alone, and it was all the more reason to get him now- the leader of the rowdy ruff's- while I still could!
Yet he jerked away from me, face filled with anger… what was eating at him? If it were at all possible, he seemed even weirder and angrier today than usual..
"Don't lay your stupid hands on me! Got it? I'm not being arrested and that's final! Now let me get my god damn soda and we'll call it even. Heck, I'll even spare ya a beating if ya back out now."
My face scrunched up at his words.
"spare? How generous of you! … think I couldn't handle myself?" I challenge him, placing my hands on my nonexistent hips. He smirks at that and without any warning, takes my arm and pulls me into the vending machine! I slam against it, and the force of the impact opens the whole thing, the glass breaking!
"he he… thanks babe. Now I got all the sodas I can drink!" he snickers, taking a bunch of cans of soda with him before glancing at me one last time…
I glared at him after rubbing my ahead and arm. He then zoomed off…
But I followed him. I was furious!
"HEY! YOU CAN'T DO THAT! NOW I'M SERIOUS!"
He looks back at me and rolls his eyes.
"and what? Before you weren't? I see… so you were prepared to slack on the job eh? That's bad Bloss…maybe you should job us." he snickers out and I fold my arms and am shocked when he stops in mid air, still holding all those cans of coke…
I was zooming after him at top speed just to keep up, so naturally, I had to put on the breaks just to not crash into him..
I gasped, my eyes widened and I stopped right in front of him…
He was inches away from me and I from him… the first time in history that happened without a fight.
We both kind of just stared at each other…and I think it was the first time I ever felt a bit less tense around him. I saw his eyes for what seemed like the very first time… the beautiful ruby red they had always been.
His eyes borrowed into mine at first…so serious and tense… but then they lightened… if not barely and he slowly handed a soda to me, his eyebrows raising.
"…Take one. I grabbed too much." he tells me, his voice less harsh than before and I blink and stare at the soda. I remember debating if I should drink stolen Soda and if it'd be counted as a crime..
Yet who could pass up this strange opportunity? He was being…nice.
I took it. Yet I remained suspicious.
"what in the world is going on with you today?" he frowns at that and looks away, his pissed face returning.
"…I hate this city. Every last bit of it. … have you ever hated anything Blossom?" he asked, using my name correctly this time. His question was strange and awkward…but I really gave it some thought.
Have I ever hated anything…? The wind blew harshly as I pondered this… whipping my hair around and making me look like a mad scientist.
"..um…"
Silence.
"To be truthful… no." I finally answer, the wind only slightly dying down. His eyes were tense, and narrow. His lips were in a slightly pouted state, and he looked a bit proud- as if better than myself.
"…you liar."
"I mean it! I don't…know why but I just…don't hate things!" he glared at me now, his eyes glistening over a bit.
"…You hate me. So there proves the lie."
I frowned at this…did I hate him? I couldn't answer that question then- not at that age.
"..and I hate you. So why the hell am I talking to you.." he questions himself and starts to float away, slowly though.
"…Brick, I kind of don't have much of a say here… since you're a villain and all but…why are you always so mad? And why were you stranger than usual today…? I mean… no brothers with you? That's a first.."
He stops floating away and is just suspended there in mid air…
And I stare at his back, waiting for an answer.
"Could ask ya the same nosey question babe. …My brothers ticked me off today. Got into a fight…then again we usually do now a days. But whatever, that's no business for a powerpuff to know about….look, do yourself a favor and go away, k?"
I stared at him as he looked back at me, his face back to being aggressive… after a long moment of silence…
"Brick… um… this might sound weird but.." I start out, really thinking about my words…
"I wish we didn't have to fight so much. Cause.. You have the same powers I do. And it'd be nice to have some help with fighting crime around here…instead of fighting against you." he slowly smirked at that, but it was a bitter smirk…as if he was a bit sad or something.
"you don't have to worry about that much anymore… we're goin' away." my eyebrows raised at that in shock, and then, I suddenly realized how open I had been just now and I got my guard up again.
I made a suspicious face.
"where and what might you be planning now?" he stiffens up too and his teethe clench a bit.
"None of your damn business 'puff! Now get lost! I'm glad I won't be seein' you again…" he spitefully yells out … and at the time I didn't know why but that had hurt. I had winced at that jab, even though it was a silly thing to wince at.
I should've been grateful he was leaving town…
"Whatever Brick. Look…do yourself a favor and straighten your life out while your gone. Maybe…just maybe there might be some hope for you if you do….Good luck." I state, but that last part had come out slightly sad. It shouldn't have been. It should've been sarcastic.
He smirked and rolled his eyes and then his face got intense and dark…Just like the sky.
"Good riddens" and with that… he flew off… never to be seen again.
Until now.
Threw all the pain and mysterious loss of energy I was feeling, I had remembered that moment… the last time I had seen Brick. Now I understood why I had thought about him so much. Now I understood… that I had always wanted the chance to get to know him…
For him to become a friend instead of a foe.
And now… we were a bit more than friends. Or so I hope we can be…after I stop feeling like this! My head was on fire and my energy was dwindling… I felt like I was getting sleepier by the minute. It also felt like someone was sitting on my chest, crushing it with all their might, making it hard to breath or talk… and the killer headache made it difficult to even think!
The tears on my face flowed like a waterfall…
How I wished I could share this memory with him. How we could both talk about it, and I could get his side of the story on what had happened that day…
But I couldn't even muster the strength to say his name. I barely had any strength to think it.
Instead I just stared at him threw un ending tears as he gently picked me up and sat on my bed, cradling me in his arms…
This was not the Brick I had grown up with. He was so much kinder… and so much more capable of understanding things than his younger self.
Or…was he always like this and never dared to show it?
When he wasn't with his brothers he had always proven to be different- on that very day and even now. Yet when I was little I always saw him with his brothers.
So perhaps the real Brick was lost between the need to impress his brothers and the need to be himself…which was a rather cool and understanding guy. I was grateful to have seen this side of him…
"Blossom… shhh… please stop crying. Damn it Blossom… I really feel fucking guilty as hell here…" he tries to soothe but just his presence alone was enough.
Who could ask for more?
However… not even he could get rid of this horrible pain… and I knew it wasn't going to go away…only get worse by the hour…
P.O.V.: Berserk
ABOUT 5 HOURS LATER!
Finally. After countless countless hours of search and fail, I had found my way towards America. I knew I was headed the right way because of the map I had stolen. However, it had taken me a while to adjust to it, considering I had been going in circles for quite some time…
Now, however, I was on my way and determined to succeed in finding those stupid and foolish powerpuff girls! I couldn't wait to see their stupid faces express shock at my return! Specially that Blossom…
I wanted to see her dead! To rip her apart! TO CRUSH HER WITH MY OWN HANDS AND WATCH THE LIFE FADE OUT FROM UNDER HER! I WANTED NOTHING MORE THAN TO SEE HER RED BLOOD SPILL ON THE PAVEMENT!…
I hated her with a burning passion…and it's all thanks to her…
Blossom was always the most stubborn and arrogant Powerpuff, which infuriated the hell out of me. At first, when I was created with my sisters, I was not completely bitter and resentful as I am now.
I raced from the rooms, my sisters and I, gratitude in our hearts…
But that fell apart. I remember the first day we went to school at Pokey Oaks kindergarten..
We were quite different. Our personalities were set even though we weren't as bad as we now were..
Brat was a brat, wanting everything in sight and totally arrogant… in some ways more so than Blossom. Yet she was likable because she knew she wasn't perfect.
Brute was a punk and totally vial to be around.
And me? I was wild and mad, destructive and complicated. An intricate machine if you will.
Although we were quite grateful for being created, and rather happy…
Our creator saw these qualities surface up and wasn't happy with it. To say the least..
But the reason any of them had came out was because of those blasted Powerpuffs! I blamed them for everything! Or else we could've been happy…and even pleasant towards everyone.
Father…why did you have to destroy me? Why couldn't you have listened to me…? Instead…you killed me father…you…killed..me…
"Everyone! We have three new faces here in Pokey Oaks! I'd like everyone to give a big welcome to uh…. Berserk…Brute? And um…Brat…" winced Ms. Keane, not liking our names very much. We were standing in front of the classroom a bit shyly, hands behind our backs. I offered an awkward smile with my teeth and my sisters smiled shyly with their mouths closed.
Blossom and the other powerpuffs had been in the front, watching us intently. At first, they looked interested, even friendly. Everyone had clapped for us and welcomed us by saying it aloud.
It had been nice…
"Great class. Now girls, if you wouldn't mind taking your seats? I've assigned you to sit at the table with Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup, ok? Sound good? Raise your hands girls so they can see who you are!" we had never met them before. We had no idea who they were, or what they could do. We thought we were the only ones with powers…and we had decided to keep it a secret because our mother told us to. Though we didn't care for that order much…
They raised their hands, and slowly, we had walked over to them and sat across from them. We each offered a polite smile at them and they smiled back.
I was sitting directly opposite with Blossom…
She had her hands neatly folded on the desk and smiled confidently for a five year old. Her hair was so neat too… why couldn't mine be that neat? It was all stringy and a mess…
"Pleasure to meet you! I'm Blossom. And what's your name?" her confidence was clear as she stuck her hand out to me and I tried to show my own as I took it and shook her hand.
She had a firm grip…surprisingly. For a normal girl..
"Uh…Berserk."
"Oh, so you're Berserk? Very nice to meet you… and Berserk, I hope you don't mind me saying this but…it's kind of strange how oddly similar you all look to my sisters and I."
I noticed that too and my eyebrow raised slowly, confused at that.
"Yeah…" is all I said and then Ms. Kean started to talk and we all paid attention. I was never one for much talk…
I remember what happened next like it was yesterday…
Ms. Keane had dropped placed her bag on the floor, saying she'd put it on the desk in a while, but never did. She was walking towards the end of the chalk board to write, but had forgotten all about the bag…and tripped over it.
While she was half way threw the air- about to hit the floor fast first, I heard Blossom gasp and zoom towards her at lightening speed…and caught her before she fell!
I blinked in astonishment! could she … have the same powers I did! Was it a possibility?
My sisters eyes widened at that, shocked, but no one else seemed to be. Everyone clapped and cheered…
And that was when it started. The jealousy for Blossom that takes so strong a hold of me even now..
She blushed lightly and put Ms. Keane down humbly, who was blushing from her mistake as well.
"Goodness! Gracious! Thank you Blossom!" Blossom put her hands behind her while floating in mid air and shrugged, smiling and looking away shyly.
"aw, it was nothing. No need to thank me at all Ms. Keane. It's just what I do- that and my sisters and me!" she exclaimed, smiling over at her sisters who laughed.
Fueled by some indescribable force to make her look bad, I get up and slam my hands on the desk…making it crack a bit in the center.
"Hey- you and your sisters aren't the only ones who have amazing abilities around here!" I confront and my sisters looked at me strangely and confused…with a hint of worry.
"sis!" Brat hissed out.
"what're ya doin'? I thought wes ganna keep this a secret or sumthin? For pa and stuff! He told us to and crap like 'dat…" Brute spoke and I just folded my arms. I wanted this to happen. I wanted to show the world what I could do…
Blossom looked towards me cautiously but determinedly.
"yes, that is true. But the…the Rowdyruff boys are gone for good apparently. So there's no need to worry Berserk!" she addresses a completely different group … of boys? Wait…there were more people with these powers! I felt myself enraged by this for some reason and I growled loudly, whipping around to face her.
"NOT whoever they are! US!" I pointed towards my sisters and I and everyone gasped at that. My sisters scowled and got up, angry that I had given their secret away. Yet I couldn't control myself…
It was a trait that I possessed without knowing it before hand. Hot headedness and jealousy. I hated everything I laid my eyes on…even if I liked it. Weird or what?
"Prove it!" Buttercup challenged and Brute suddenly threw a glare at her. She suddenly picked up the desk and threw it across the room! It crashed into the wall and broke instantly. Everyone started to scream… and I started to smirk, along with my sisters…
In no time at all, we had begun terrorizing Townsville, showing our true colors… and it was fun! I admit it! I loved every second of it!
However…it was a mistake. For it, our father… had to take drastic measures. He destroyed us… tricked us into thinking he was proud and accepting of our actions… letting us hug him…and then?
We felt the sting. He had stabbed us…while hugging us. Literally. We should have… I should've seen it coming!
And it was all thanks to that bitch that HORE … Blossom.
I couldn't wait to ring her neck…and as I came closer to the sight of land at about eight o'clock at night.. I made my way into Townsville… prepared to do a little more than your ordinary revenge story..
P.O.V.: Bubbles
We had searched for her beyond Citysville. We had searched for her anywhere remotely close to Townsville! We had even bothered to go to the place Eliza had moved to, which was Texas, to see if she had been there.
Eliza had said she hasn't even heard from her since she moved.
Now, I was at home, bawling, in tears of misery and despair at our missing sister. I didn't know what to think anymore! Did she run away? Was she safe! Was she going to ever come back?
I wish I knew! These past two days have been absolute torture! We've been lying threw our teeth to the professor about her, and we're just about ready to give up and tell him the truth. And the truth was.. We didn't know where she was or when, if at all, she'd be back!
I sat there, on the couch, staring at the TV without watching it, the tears leaking from my eyes and the sobs escaping my throat relentlessly. The history channel was on- I didn't even like history.
"B-Bloss…om.." I sobbed out and quickly grabbed a pillow and cried into it, curled up in a bawl on the couch. I was wearing the skirt Blossom had gotten me for our birthday last year… a pretty white one that had frills on it. She knew I loved frills…
And to match I had on a powder blue polo shirt. No shoes on.
My hair was down and a mess. I had taken it out of the pick tales as soon as I had come home from the YMCA today. They hurt my head..
The professor was currently out working at the downtown laboratory. Usually he works there in the day only, but they said that he was urgently needed down there, so he went.
I was glad he wasn't home. Glad he wouldn't see me like this…
I slowly stop crying and am left just sniffling as I stare at the screen…miles away…
Buttercup slowly came down the stairs and stopped on the last step to glance at me and sigh.
"…What're you watching?" Buttercup asks, awkwardly. She's wearing something Blossom had given her last year too, a really nice black shirt that had a grey frowny face on it. Buttercup loved that shirt…
I didn't answer her. I just shrugged.
She sighed and rolled her eyes gently and walked over to see. She saw it and scoffed.
"the history channel? You hate history…" she says, sitting down on the couch silently, and I move my feet a bit closer to me, so she has room, considering I'm lying down on the couch, curled up like a ball with the pillow half way in my face. The only thing you can see are my wet and slightly reddened eyes…
"…Blossom likes History…" I choke out and close my eyes tightly, starting to sob into the pillow all over again.
Buttercup sighs and looks up at the ceiling in pain before taking the remote and changing the channel. She then looks over at me and frowns regretfully.
"Bubbles look..I'm really sorry this is upsetting you…it…it's upsetting me too. I mean…for crying out loud Bubbles! The last damn thing I… I said to her was… 'I hate you.'" Buttercup grieves in her own way and I sniffle and look towards her and pick myself up slowly.
"B-Buttercup…" I'm about to console when we hear a knock on the door. I sniffle in confusion. Buttercup looks towards it in irritation.
"who the hell could that be so damn late at night?" she asks, pissed off, and I'm about to get up and answer it… but she puts a hand on my shoulder and sits me down.
She looks at me seriously.
"Nah, Bubbles, I'll get it. Look at ya! You're a mess…" I sniffle at that and wipe away my tears and nod. She gets up and sighs as she walks over to the door.
Neither of us had bothered to use our X-ray vision to see who it was…
She unlocks the door and opens it and before she can even get out a 'hello', she gets sent flying across the room and crashing into the wall from a punch in the face!
I gasp and jump up at this while screaming too. My eyes are wide and afraid. Who did that!
I look towards Buttercup to see she's getting up slowly, the wall broken thanks to her impact… her teeth clenched together.
"Why you…little..BITCH!" She shouts out, infuriated, covered in white gravel from the wall! I was shocked…belittled as I wondered who could've done such a thing!
Suddenly, before Buttercup or I can do much else- a figure- rushes into our house and pins Buttercup against the wall by her throat!
"NO! LET GO OF HER!" I cry desperately, my heart rate quickening, worry and anger mixing together horribly.
Buttercup was speechless and her eyes expressed her shock as she stared at the "figure" who held her in her grasp. She squirmed a bit but didn't make an attempt to pull away… not just yet. She was observing the figure's outward appearance… trying to identify it.
As was I…
When suddenly… I realized I knew that figure…
She was a girl, and she had matured since the last time I had seen her. I had seen her last when we were little nothings in Kindergarten! Now, she was about our age…maybe a tad younger? I couldn't be too sure.
She had dark red hair that was similar to Blossom's but much messier and a much darker shade of red. Blossom…
She also had these weird and messy red ribbons in her hair that too reminded me of Blossom from a young age… which made me sad all over again.
She had on a hot pink collared shirt with a red button in the middle and a plaid red and pink skirt on…
I KNEW HER!
"B-BUTTERCUP! W-WE …we know her! I know we do! We used to um… um see her in school! We saw her that one time..with her sisters! They have powers like us!" I shouted out to Buttercup who looked at me like I was insane and with aggression in her eyes.
"YA THINK!" her sarcasm was evident as she pushed the girl away from her and the girl only laughed evilly at that.
"don't waste your time fighting me… because I'll win. I've got this…energy just coursing threw my veins right now! There's no way I'd lose! Now tell me…where's your damn sister Blossom?" that horrid girl shouted out and my throat tightened at her words… that's it!
I rushed over to her and hit her across the face, anger inside me coming out now too!
"How DARE you address my sister that way!" I yell as she smashes into the wall, causing a huge hole in the wall…
If this continues, the whole building will fall!
I looked at Buttercup and nodded once and at once were out of our house. We knew we had to do this outside and away from home.
Flying out into the night, just several feet away from our home, we realized she was nowhere to be found.
We looked around and didn't see her…
Little did we know she had crashed into the neighbor's house! We didn't notice…
Until she flew out of it and was eye level with us!
"BLOSSOM! WHAT'S GOTTEN INTO YOU!" A rather confused neighbor shouted out from below, apparently thinking that the girl who's name eludes me was Blossom!
We didn't get a chance to correct her or make it right… we were too busy staring at her.
Her neon red eyes were pissed and fuming that I thought I saw the devil in her! I gulp as she breathed out threw her nose like a bull does, her eyes angry and violent.
" I'LL RIP YOU APART TOO BITCHES! JUST WAIT!" She screeches and lunges for us- and we're ready to take her… tensing up into fight mode…
When all of a sudden this dark green blur comes by and slams straight into her, throwing her to the right of us, both of them turning into blurs and colliding with the grounds behind our house.
My eyes widened as another blur- this time dark blue- comes and grabs at both of us- pulling us away from our own home!
This person… c-could fly! Was it the girl's … hey I remember her name now! Berserk… that's it! …was it Berserk's sisters?
"H-Hey!" I protested, as the hand on my arm pulled me away to the front of the house.
Buttercup tried to thrash and kick at the figure too…
It was so dark I could barely tell a thing! Before I knew what happened, the figure had let go of us in front of our house. There was a porch light glowing in the front, and as I laid my eyes upon the figure I realized… it was no girl.
But a boy! A super cute one at that! He had short golden blonde hair similar to my own color and beautifully gorgeous deep sea blue eyes. He was quite muscular too.. If I dare to say it!
A blush crept up on my cheeks as I realized that he was staring right back at me. A slow but soft smile spread across his face… and he kind of resembled superman in that instant.
I had completely forgotten Buttercup was standing there at that moment, shocked as ever to see him floating too.
"…Wow… look at you. Long time no see… eh Bubbles?" a rather familiar, but more mature voice talked out to me and I gulped at it. For some weird reason it made me blush more.
"Y-You know my name! who are you! A fan boy?" I ask, totally puzzled and he laughs out loud and rubs the back of his head cutely.
"Um… maybe…?" there's a light blush to his face as I study his features, titling my head to the side cutely. A small smile spreads across my own face now…
"…You look familiar… really familiar. Do I know you from somewhere…? Oh yeah! And how did you get these powers? I thought we were the only ones around who had any!" I exclaim and Buttercup suddenly steps in front of me protectively. The boy frowns at this and so do I.
"H-hey Buttercup…what're you..?" I begin but..
"Stay away. Stay away from us I said!" Buttercup exclaims, totally bewildering me.
What was wrong? Didn't this boy just help us from that crazy psycho girl? She was trying to attack us and he pulled us away! Perhaps he was a new hero, looking to help us heroines out! If so I wouldn't mind…
"Buttercup! You're being rude! This boy us helped us out! Can't you say thank you-"
"hell no! Bubbles- do you not know who this is!"
"N-No…I'm afraid I don't."
She scowls at the boy and sneers at him. Her eyes are intense on him and his become slightly intense on her…
"He's a damned, filthy, good for nothing…Rowdyruff boy…"
My eyes widen and I gasp, suddenly making the connection! He frowns at that and folds his arms. It - it makes sense! He's Boomer! Why didn't I see that before!
"B-Boomer!"
He looks down a bit shyly.
"y-yeah…"
Silence… and then I swiver around Buttercup and do something so girly it's not even funny.
I give him a big fat old hug.
"EKKK! HI!"
Boomer's eyes widen and his hands shoot up as if he was just caught my the cops as he looks at Buttercup…who gives him a death glare.
"H-Hi..?" he blushes and mumbles, patting my back lightly.
Before much else can happen, Berserk suddenly crashes into the ground in front of us with Butch literarily on top of her, pinning her down. Oh my GOSH! It was BUTCH!
Have they turned over a new leaf or something over the years they were gone? I hoped so! After all, they were helping us out with this Berserk girl!
Butch's smirk was evident, but you could tell he was pissed off, and a bit baffled at Berserk's strength. They both also extremely dirty…
Boomer and I were the only clean ones here! Considering Buttercup was covered in wall dust…
Buttercup's eyes seemed to open for the very first time, and they became huge. She gulped as she stared at Butch. Her whole body tensed and seemed to freeze in that one second. Which was kind of funny because she was the one who called Boomer out to be 'ruff first… you'd think she'd expect this.
Instead, she seemed to be in total shock. Which…like…never ever happens to Buttercup!
"…Fucking…bitch… got a good punch eh…? Not good enough!" Butch said threw his toothy smirk as he tried his hand at choking her. She was clawing at his back with all her might, trying to get him off, leaving huge scratch marks on his clothes…
Boomer pulled away and went over to them and gripped her hands and pinned them roughly to the ground.
I didn't get it…what were they trying to accomplish here?
Why were they even here? And if they were here…
Where was Brick? The leader? Was…was he missing too? Just like our leader…?
I frowned at this but was quickly snapped back to reality when I realized that Berserk was gasping for breath..
"W-WAIT! STOP, you'll..you'll kill her!" I exclaim, not enjoying the sight or the sounds.
Buttercup hadn't moved an inch..
Suddenly, Butch seemed to notice Buttercup and I's presence. He didn't seem to flinch much when he looked at me, maybe a light smirk mixed with a scowl…
But he did a double take at the dumbfounded Buttercup.
His eyes widened too, and his mouth dropped. Before ya know it, his hands were loose and had stopped choking her!
I was grateful for that…but she quickly regained herself and kneed him where the sun don't shine, along with using her bare teeth to bight into Boomer's wrist! What was she a vampire?
Boomer yelped out and pulled away from her, letting her back on her feet.
Now I was pissed off, and wanting nothing more than this girl to go away! Peacefully hopefully but…
"BITCH!" exclaimed a very um…hurt Butch as he cringed, bent over in pain.
Before I understood what happened, Buttercup's face had turned into fury and she had leapt at Berserk, tackling her and started to wrestle wit her!
It was like anything I've ever seen before…so fast yet so powerful. No pro wrestler could've beaten either of them. Which is saying something.
"…What the heck? That girl's like an animal! Trying to bite my wrist.." Boomer mumbled in protest as Butch regained himself. He was angry now more than before and I really thought I could see the fume coming from his ears…
"That just about does it! We were sent here to do a job!….and we're ganna DO it! come on Boomer! Lets rip her god damn head off!" Boomer nodded once and they both approached the pair who were wrestling on the ground…
Quickly, they tore Berserk off of Buttercup and both of them were each holding one of her arms.
"..BASTARDS! LET GO! I'M GOING TO KILL THIS DAMN POWERPUFF! KILL HER, THEN THE OTHER TWO…THEN KILL BLOSSOM AGAIN! AND AGAIN AND AGAIN!"
What was with her and Blossom? She hated her! I wish I knew why…
Butch glared at her as he tightened his grip on her, a small hint of a devious smirk on his…handsome… face.
"Yeah bitch? Sorry to disappoint ya… but you can't do any of that stuff… and ya wanna know why?…cause.." he winks at her evilly, and says in almost a whisper, "you're dead."
Before I knew what even occurred…Butch nodded at Boomer and Boomer nodded at him…and they both started pulling at her from opposite sides…using horrid and incredible strength.. until she was ripped in two…
I shall forever be haunted by her scream… and the blood that spilled into that summer night…
Forever.
WOW! Long chapter huh? And INTENSE! Berserk… twice removed! O.O I kind of feel bad for her buuuut… Blossom's got to live! Right? Eh he he… more ButchxButtercup and BoomerxBubbles action next chapter! ..and of COURSE… BlossomxBrick! Review for more! XDDDD THIS CHAPTER WAS LOOOOOOOONG! Got to love it… eh? Sorry for any spelling mistakes…. ^_^" Thanks.