4/19/15

Dear readers,
Ok, Fanfiction for some reason won't let me submit to Doc manager chapter 13. I have absolutely no idea why, but this has been happening of the late with documents that have a lot of wording to them, and I'm so sorry. I'll try to fix the problem if I can. But I'm still going to post chapters, just on a different site. You can see the latest chapter at Quotev. I'm DGolden there. You can search, using Quotev's search box, the name of the story, Power Puff Girls: Purple. I'll also post the (butchered) link (that they (if you know what I mean) will allow me to post) here:
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4/21
Hey! I'm just going to split this chapter into parts. That'll probably happen with future chapters too on FF also. If you want to read the chapters in full, though, I suggest you go to Quotev. So there will be another part to this, and it'll be called Chapter 11 Part 2. I'm writing up chapter 14 as we speak, so I'll keep that in mind as well for when I'm posting it on here. Thank you again for your patience and just reading what I have written so far, I'm so glad that you all like it. See you at chapter 14, Peace!

Narrator's PoV:

It was a beautiful morning today, in the suburbs of TownsVille. The sun beamed brightly in the sky, how it smiled upon the rooftops of houses of plain pastel colors. Families were just now waking up and joining their loved ones for breakfast at their tables, while birds chirped away their favorite little songs in the front and backyards of neighbors. Yes, how beautiful it was this morning. It was actually at this time the Utonium family had sat down together to discuss the unfortunates they had discovered about their long, lost sister. But, since we already know what happens there, let's join the Jomo family.

Brace had booked for it, out the door, onto the sidewalk, and towards TownsVille. Not even giving another thought about the delicate cameras in his hands, or about his brothers who were trying to catch up while keeping in mind about the normal human speed, something the raven had lacked now. He just ran. Like some wild animal, eyes set on prey. Brave knew if he didn't slow down now, his powers would start to become visible. That stream of dark green was already starting to flicker behind him.

Brave's eyes narrowed at the scene while his jaw hung open in disbelief. Brace knew so much better than to risk anyone seeing that, "Brace, do you even know where it is?" He yelled out, disrupting the peaceful morning silence.

Brace had slowed down a little, thankfully enough for his brothers to catch up, and faced Brave with a grin, "Don't you mean Maxwell, Henry?"

Ugh, right. They were in public, they would have to use those names again. Not that he disliked the idea or their names or anything, but code names were kind of tricky to remember sometimes. Not to say Brave couldn't remember.

He wasn't one to brag, but he was more than 'ok,' when it came to hacking for information, and storing it into his brain, like a computer saving documents on a hard drive. He was the best out of all his brothers when remembering information. He even doubted that the fourth member of this band of brothers had anything compared to his mind. Even with all the government training. Everything he learned went straight into the memory bank, and were plucked out, like a library book, with speedy efficiency when he needed it.

But this morning threw him for a loop, and already the redhead had slipped up.

Drats…He was just going to have to be more careful. Which meant he needed to focus. Running around not having a clue where the heck you were going couldn't be healthy for you.

Besides, Brace definitely hadn't been perfect with those names either, who was he to judge?

Brave sighed, "Thanks Maxwell, for reminding me. But you realize you have no idea where you're going, right?"

"Um…" he shrugged, "Did you look up directions?"

Yes, this was Brace. The brother who was so determined to reach the punks, capture them, and throw them into jail; he would forget the part about how to reach them.

"No, because I've already memorized directions on how to get there," Brave said, satisfied with himself. His memory, without question, also came in handy when situations like this suddenly appeared out of the blue.

"Alright then!" Brace said, stepping out of his brother's way, "Lead us there!"

"Sure," Brave said, already walking ahead, "but I'm not running all the way there."

"Why not?"

"Brace, you got the cameras in your hands, I don't want you to drop them."

The cameras were pretty expensive after all. Made in a rich country in Acirfa, these things were as small as ants, and there were about 50 of them. If Brace had dropped them, or if the box they were contained in were to break, there would never be a day where the dolt of the raven stopped hearing about it from Brave.

Of course, Brace rolled his eyes, "I wasn't going to, but alright. Can you…at least power walk? I'm hoping we finish this soon with enough time in the day to train."

Yes, distance was an obstacle today. When they first moved here, Jomo had anticipated for the punks to live within the same city. Especially when they considered the idea that they could want revenge towards the powerpuffs, reason why they had chosen living in the suburban neighborhood here. It was fairly close to where the powerpuffs lived, but not to close. They were… 15 to 20 minutes away from each other by foot. It was perfect, everything was set up perfectly. But, not every prediction could be correct.

From the suburban area of the city, they would need to reach the city part of TownsVille, and then travel straight through TownsVille in order to reach the bridge. Then after crossing the bridge, they would be in CitiesVille. Maybe they could take a taxi, or use the bus transportation, to get there. And on the way back too…

It was a good thing Brave always carried around his wallet. Sometimes, he thought maybe he didn't need to carry it around everywhere, but he was careful enough to make sure it was on him at all times.

But back to planning: From the bridge, it would be easy to find their apartment building in the city. Brave had never been within the city before, but he knew by looking at a map of the city, what the basic lay out should be. Wasn't even that far from the bridge, only a few blocks away from it, really.

As the two younger siblings walked besides Brave, waiting for an answer, he pulled out his wallet and quickly counted the money on him. $40 dollars. A taxi to and back was definitely not going to happen, they were going to need a cheaper solution.

There was a bus stop up ahead. $2.50 for each ticket, a ticket per person, that would be a total of $7.50. Luckily, once you bought a bus ticket in TownsVille, it would still be usable for other buses that travelled through TownsVille, so you didn't have to buy another ticket. The only worry now was how to cross the bridge…

They could just walk across it. A lot cheaper.

Well now, with all those details sorted out in his mind, he put away his wallet as he finally spoke up, "Brace, you can run to that bus stop, if you want."

"So we're taking the bus? I guess that's ok…" Brace agreed, or at least Brave thought he was agreeing, before leaving his brothers to walk by themselves to the bench.

Brave turned to look at Bow, who looked around the neighborhood. He seemed to be enjoying himself, but that was no real surprise. Bow always had that peace of mind with him. He turned to face his eldest brother, in that slightly too relaxed, and sometimes naive, way of his, "When's the next bus?"

"It's, what," the redhead scratched his head a little, "almost 8:30 now?"

As soon as he said it, he realized they should probably be running too. Look, already he could see the bus coming! As if summoned by his own thoughts! And Brace stood at the bench, looking at them as if they both had only one eye to see with, although that look he gave them now was a look he gave them often, whether he was right or wrong.
Brave grabbed Bow's arm, dragging him away, both figuratively from his peaceful state and physically in an attempt to get him moving, "It's coming, c'mon!

Sometime later, Brave and his brothers were passing through the center of TownsVille. After jumping onto at least three different buses, from one street to another, it has started to become repetitive. Minutes feel like seconds as the three ride patiently towards destination. The bridge.

Bow had gotten back into his tourist side once they were settled on the bus. He'd been taking in the sights of the city through the windows. It's been a while since they ventured around the city, and he was still not used to the difference between TownsVille and VilleTown.

VilleTown had been a dying city, with everything drained from it. It was so heavy with depression; you would have thought it was there for longer than sixteen years. It was…it was too depressing for Bow to put in words. It was all done by the hands of three villains, too… How he wished it was never like that…

But anyway, enough with the past! TownsVille was the complete opposite. The people here, going about their daily lives, were happy. They're more concerned about their personal lives online than they were about how they were going to eat today! The three of them were born into a world of suffering, so this was something very stunning, new and refreshing when they had crossed dimensions, and Bow enjoyed every second of it.
Bow turned to face Brace. He had been completely happy today. It was about time they got into action again, whether Brave thought so or not. Brace closed his eyes. Yes, they were almost there. Sixteen years. Sixteen long years. When he thought about all of it, about those times when he and his brothers snuck into the punks' mansion to messed up something or steal information from them, or about those times when they had to save people's lives from certain death when those girls were playing one of their 'games,' or when those girls just simply made them suffer one way or another; he knew a well deserved reward was waiting for them. Peace.

They just needed to hurry up and deal with them girls already! Before something happened, like for example, they realize they were here and hide. Or something like that, their plans back in the parallel universe always failed like that. But not this time. If they failed again, Brace may just start ripping his hair out in frustration.

As for Brave, with all his might he tried to stray his thoughts away from the inevitable. But of course with everything for this mission, and after this mission, already planned out in his mind, he couldn't help himself. What had he thought about all this? After so many years, how had he really been affected? He wasn't so passive about it, he just isn't so eager about it as his brothers. When the time was right, with just enough strategy, victory would be around the corner.

And yes, he was very sure in his ability that this time, all odds were in their favor.

But once this long awaited goal of theirs was finally achieved, what would happen afterwards? His brothers didn't seem to give any thought about it, but Brave gave it plenty of thought. Sure, the punks would most likely go to jail, but who knew for sure if a cell could hold them? They've escaped before, they may escape again. Would they always need to always keep an eye on them?

That's where Brave's stomach would turn. The one thing about being created for a reason was the job may never be done. Sure, it felt like the end now, but this maybe just a milestone in the never-ending mission. It was a very displeasing feeling for him, especially when he and his brothers have always believed that freedom should be for everyone. Would they never have freedom away from such a curse?

Well, that's what responsibilities are like.

Brave pushed the thought back as the bus came to another stop. Maybe there was a detail in today's mission he forgot to add…
Then, what caught his eye was a certain brunette...

Bud's PoV:

We had decided to take the bus today. Just to ride it around, and maybe later try going to Starbucks again. Bish had not been too happy about eating another breakfast burrito again…

After I paid for our tickets, (and another person's ticket; since I paid with a ten dollar bill. The bus driver had told them to give me their money, so now we had some change on us), and went to sit down, I realized three faces staring at us. They seemed stunned to see me.

"Hey Bud!" the blonde spoke up, a sudden smile had appeared on his face, "Long time no seek."

…Was it those guys from the park?

I smiled we took our seats, "Hey, it's you again!"

How should I greet them? By the names they called themselves, or the names they've told us? Probably the names they've told us, in order not to raise alarm. Although, I'm still confused by how come they gave us different names. Something was definitely suspicious there…

"Wait, aren't you the guys from the park?" Bish had asked.

"Yeah," Samuel had nodded, "How have you guys been?"

"We're doing good," I answered, "We're just touring the city, and we thought bus was the best way to do it. What are you guys doing?"

Samuel had been about to answer, but Henry had beaten him to it, "We're also touring."

Bish's eyes had sparked with a new idea in her mind. Seriously, that look on her face was becoming more common. Although it's kind of expected when for most of your life, you've never exploded the world before. I guess it'll pass sooner or later, so I shouldn't be too worried about it…

I've noticed Maxwell removed his attention on us…or mostly me… He looked out the window, already deciding to say nothing. He carried something in his hands, a box of some kind. I think I may ask about it-

"Hey, maybe we should travel together then!" Bish had exclaimed.

After we talk about that I guess…

It was then Henry had adopted a sort of new expression, one that I could not detect though. Was he worried? Thinking? It was difficult to read as he hid behind a more relaxed face, but that stunned part of him was no longer there anymore. After a second, he asked, "I don't know, where were you planning on going?"

Bish shrugged, "Just about anywhere I guess, right?" She turned to me, and I nodded, "Yes, that sounds about right. Bunny, what do you think?"

Bunny kind of froze as I spoke her name. I could tell the attention she received made her feel awkward as she shrunk in her seat that made her look smaller than she really was. If she couldn't handle a bus conversation with both myself and Bish sitting by both her sides, what did those years of training ever do for her?!

"Um," she played with her fingers as she answered, "Sure…"

Already, without even looking, I could sense Bish's eyes rolling at her as she continued, "Yeah, so basically we can just go with you guys. Where are you going?"

"To CitiesVille," answered Henry.

"Really?"

"It's just another city across the bridge near TownsVille."

"Sounds cool, we should definitely go there."

"Um guys," Bunny tapped into our minds, "Aren't we suppose to stay in TownsVille? For Bear's sake?"

Oh shoot, that's right! I almost forgot, although it's not my fault. We hadn't gotten another mission from Him yet. Although, that would be sometime soon I bet… Bish's mouth tugged, as if trying to form a frown. But, we had to do what we had to do for Bear.

"Ah, wait," Bish had placed a finger near her lip, as if she was thinking, "I just remembered. We need to stay in TownsVille…"

"Why's that?" Samuel asked as his mouth shaped into an oval shape, perplexed. Bish sighed, "Our parents wouldn't like us travelling so far, right Bud?"

"Yeah," I agreed, "Oh well. Maybe another time, after we ask."

"Oh, well ok then," his facial expression relaxed more, "That'll be nice though one day."

"We're almost there, Henry," Maxwell said for the first time since this conversation was presented. I wonder, he did not talk too much, did he?

"Hey Maxwell."

"Hmm?" He looked up at me, bewildered. I asked, "What are you carrying?"

"Oh, this?" He asked, looking at the object in his lap, "It's, uh-"

"Something we're mailing," Henry answered.

I stared at the box, mailing? I know we may be a little behind on certain things like Androids, but I believe there should be an address at least on it's surface.

I decided to ask, "Doesn't it need an address?"

"Yes," Henry nodded, "We were going to fill it out and send it at the post office after sending it."

"Shouldn't you have done that before?" Bish asked, "That way, all you would need to do is send it?"

"Ah well…it was kind of rushed."

I almost didn't catch the tiny, tiny sapling of hinting he threw in there. Maxwell had rolled his eyes as he'd gone back to staring at the window, "Just another stop is ahead of ours."

There was instant of hush after he'd said that. As the bus came to a stop, I couldn't help feeling like more could be said here. But, I don't think I have anything else to say to them. What else could I say? I barely knew them as it was.

…That feeling. That dull feeling came back to me, as if we had something in common. Being close in a way. It was…strange. Strange was the only way how to describe something like this. I feel like speaking up and saying something about it. Tell them, and by them I did not mean Bunny and Bish. Tell them how I felt, but that would be simply crazy of me to say to strangers…

The bus shifted back into motion, and I could feel the sensation deepen. Why was this happening?

"Hey," Henry said, pulling something like a card out of his wallet, "Here, take it."

I took the card. An identification card?

…His identification card?!

"Won't you need this?" I asked, kind of surprised that he'd given me such an important thing to have. I know it's important because we have nothing that identifies us, nor do I wish to. At least, not when I know it'll cause problems now…

"I got a spare back home. Besides, I don't have a pen or paper and I wanted to give you our address," the bus soon came to a stop, and as they got up, Henry said one last thing, "If you ever need help, in anything, just come find us. Thank you," He said to the bus driver as he was the last to leave. The driver smiled at him before closing the bus doors and driving off.

I…I don't know exactly what…

Why? What was the purpose of this? I guess maybe he and his brothers owed us a favor, but this…didn't seem to be a good enough reason to give away an identification card. Besides, what was I suppose to say? This was a gift, right? Was I suppose to thank him? I guess so, but there was no time to respond. It felt like a cut off moment. An opportunity never granted.

"If we need help?" Bish said, looking over my shoulder to see the card, "Why? What does he want from us?"

"Y-you don't trust them?" Bunny asked.

"We practically just met them."

"But they seem nice…"

"Bunny, aren't you forgetting we're…not in the best situations?" She faced Bunny, her eyebrow raised as if to question the girl it was being directed at, "This could just be a trap. After all, didn't you say those weren't their real names, Bud? What's all about?"

Right. The names. The package. The look Henry held before it went away unidentified. My training's no lie. Everything so far is telling me they were keeping secrets… But that stir in me whenever they were around. Even though right now it was undetectable, unexplainable and just plain old bizarre... I don't think they're against us.

"I have no idea," I answered, "But I doubt they're plotting against us with the government."

"Really?" Bish gave me a stunned look, "Are you sure? Like, one hundred percent sure? Please telling me you're not going to give me an answer less than that." She sounded very worried, like as if something was off…

Ok, I know I'm usually very careful about situations like this. My choice would've been the same as Bish's, but it was just this feeling! Like my gut's telling me not to dismiss them as the enemy. "Maybe not one hundred, but close. They may be honest about the package and about helping out. Plus, it maybe just nicknames I've over heard them saying," I turned to look at her, but she faced me with suspicious eyes.

"Trust me Bish, Let's learn more about them before making a final decision. Besides, I think we can all agree we need some help."

She glared at me a little more. Her eyes, whenever she couldn't take me seriously, pierced through me, as if actual daggers were in her eyes. There were plently of times when I could face them and feel confident in my answer. In fact, this must've been the only time I wasn't sure.

"Fine," she spoke, "I guess maybe you're right. But the second something's up-"

"I promise, we'll take off running, ok?"

She nodded once, giving up the fight, "Right. When should we get off to get some Starbucks?"

I let out a soft sigh of relief. Fighting with Bish never ended good...

Narrator's PoV:

As the bus drove off, the air became lighter around the three brothers. Well, mostly Brave and Brace, Bow for some reason was quite open with Bud and the other two. As he always was. The redhead sighed, sometimes he wondered how simple was to have a life like Bow's.

But he would have done a terribly naïve thing though, and that was to forget exactly what they were in the middle of and give away just about anything. It had been a good thing Brave was able to cut him off, otherwise, who knows what would have flew out of his mouth.

It had actually been easy to come up with the lies, but it had become harder to tell them. To him. Bud. Their brother. It was still 'food for thought' for Brave, having another brother. Eventually though, Brave had a notion that they would need to them him one day. Tell him the truth about everything. Maybe even about Bish and her sisters. Boy, won't that part be fun. It certainly wasn't going to be easy.

Although, they had time before it came to that. It was not yet time to expose such delicate secrets. It may be a long time before that happens. But still, at this rate, they would need to start becoming honest and tell the truth…if Bud hadn't already figured it out. His government training should have already alerted him that they were lying. Brave wasn't a perfect actor, and the 'package,' was a bit strange and hard to tell and convince them about. Even though a normal person would probably believe such a tale, those three probably didn't.

They seem good at lying. The whole parent story? If Brave didn't know better, he might've fallen for it. Why would they need to stay in TownsVille? Something must be holding them here. It probably wasn't government influence. They want them in a secret building of some sort, away from TownsVille to avoid family contact, like Bunny and the Powerpuff girls.

As Brave gave it more thought, he then realized something interesting. There should be four of them, according to that government file. One was their brother, a girl was a punk, another girl was a puff, and another guy should be a ruff. Bear, if he remembered correctly…Of course he remembered correctly, why should he doubt himself? So where was he?

Scenarios started to play throughout his mind. Since they were free, maybe Bear went somewhere else while these three went to TownsVille. Opportunities can isolate people, it happens. But, he was willing to doubt that. If the government went looking for them, they would want to stay together in order to protect each other. If they got separated from each other, it may have been by force. The government might've kidnapped him back. Or maybe something happened to him, it's really too early to suggest what exactly happened to him. More evidence was needed.

"I don't think I like the new punk," Brace said suddenly, drawing Brave away from his deep thought. Oh no…

"Why's that, Maxwell?" Bow said, his ever so innocent confused face on. Brace could only shrug, "I don't know, honestly. There's just something about her I don't like."

"Bish doesn't seem too bad to me," Brave said, in her defense.

Brace shrugged, "I guess I'll figure out why, soon enough. Anyway, can we just continue the mission already?"

Right. The mission. They just took the final bus that would get them as close as possible to CitiesVille, but they could already see the bridge from here. As they ran towards the bridge, a sign had greeted them, saying, "Welcome to CitiesVille." But what made it not as pleasant as it was meant to be was the graffiti that decorated the sign. It was simply too hard to understand why anyone would mess up a perfectly good sign, and it was also too hard to understand what exactly the graffiti said. Though, would they want to know?

Junk, mostly tires and posters, were littered around the sign, making it even more a disgrace. Further ahead, the boys saw an old car repair shop on one side of the road, and on the other were a pile of old tires being fenced around. Why those tires were there, Brave couldn't figure it out. But it did make the place even more of a mess, in his opinion. Seriously, why couldn't they clean up just a little bit? Could it really hurt for the city to spend some money here?

As they continued to walk, they saw the bridge. It was a red suspension bridge, three bridge towers held it up from the water. As they got closer, they discovered, what looked like, the newly added bridge walkways. They looked new because the metal of the walkways looked shinier then the entire bridge by itself. It was a good thing those were there. Their only other options were to either take a taxi, which was certainly back in TownsVille and probably would cost a ton to request the driver to take them to the city, Or, they would have to…

A shiver went through Brave's spine. No way, never would he try crossing the water. It was probably unbelievably nasty down there. He would rather blow off all his money than test such an abomination.

"You ok?"

"Hmm?" Brave turned to see his brothers staring at him, Bow concerned and Brace suspicious. Brave cleared his mind of the insufferable thought and began walking towards the bridge, "I'm fine, c'mon."

It was now time to cross. They would run it, with full speed, if the occasional car didn't pass them by ever so often. Normal human speed would have to do for now...