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In the beginning, there was The One. And The One came before everything; before man; before the animals, and the plants; before the planets, and the stars; lo, even before all the universes, and Time itself. Everything that came, came from The One, and The One saw all of Destiny laid out, and it was good.
The One begat the one who would be known only as God, crafted in its' own image, and God created all the universes, and populated them with lesser beings, who would grow to love and worship God and The One as a single entity.
In time, God became bored with the pettiness of live in all the universes, and sealed Himself away; and the lesser beings, seeing no signs from on high of their God, slowly lost their faith in His existence.
In this age, other - lesser - beings developed certain abilities and exploited these newly discovered talents and oft-times their fellow lesser beings, too, to their own gain. Their intentions guided their continued evolution, so that those with good in their hearts became as angels, and did good, the whole world over. While those with evil in their hearts changed equally into demons, and spread destruction, evil, and chaos the whole world over. Over all of this, the balance between Good, and Evil, was maintained across all the universes.
Then, finally, in some of the universes, a new breed of lesser being developed; and this breed of lesser being called itself; and it was called Man. And, though Man was young and unskilled, he learned quickly how to survive in this age of demons and angels. And, as Man toiled away down the countless millennia; growing; learning; building; a great war waged between angels and demons, and all of both were wiped from the face of what Man called Earth. And so Man inherited Earth, and used it to his own ends.
Eventually, Man grouped together with fellow Man, and the first tribes were born. These tribes had common purposes, though not all were common with fellow tribes. Herein lies the birth of the True Evil - Man's own inhumanity to fellow Man.
Just outside the village that would, one day, become Cairo, built on the edge of the river that would be known as the Nile, a young boy was tending to his parent's small farmland, as they were in the village exchanging their excess crops for other necessities. The boy had discovered, just that day, that by staring at his hoe and thinking as hard as he could, he could make the tool tend to the land without his holding it.
His parents never arrived home that afternoon.
On the way, they were attacked by a band of barbarians, and were left dead by the side of the track as the savages took what food and tools they had with them, and their cart, and vanished back into the dunes. The boy, knowing nothing of the fate of his parents, continued tending to the land for another month, until the barbarians, having once more run out of food, raided the farmlands. They bound the boy as they pillaged the lands, and taunted him about how they had killed his defenceless parents.
In anger, the boy had struck out, not with his bounds arms and legs, but with his mind, and the cruel man at once had fallen on a nearby pick, impaling his head on it. The others, frightful at their leader meeting such a brutal end, left, after freeing the boy from his bindings and offering abject apologies and bleats of terror alternately.
After that, the boy did not tend to his late lamented parents' lands; he trained his mind to make crops grow whenever he wished it, even in the most adverse of conditions. He affected the biology of the creatures native to that area, creating an animal like a horse that could go for weeks without either food or water. Finally, he attempted to bring his parents back from the dead, but nothing happened.
He tried again, and again nothing happened. Trying once more, he finally re-animated them, but the revived corpses of his mother and father turned and attacked him, knocking him unconscious.
Several hours later, the boy awoke, and followed their staggering tracks into Cairo village, to find the decomposing bodies attacking and destroying anything and anyone that got in their way. The villagers faced them bravely, but were unable to kill that which was already dead. In anger, he made the corpses to once again lie down, and they did. Then, as his anger increased, a great flame rose from the grounds around him, and the village was all but razed to the ground.
After that day, the boy was never seen again. In his place was a man, dressed all in black, hiding in the shadows, destroying buildings, farms, animals, people, all alike. In its' place, he created a land of slavery, of tyranny, or utter terror, where nothing was done that he did not wish to be. And so this continued, with chaos and destruction occasionally being rained down on his subjects whenever the whim took him.
Years later, three little girls were born to a poor family living in the centre of Cairo. The boy who became the man, now known as Sutekh the Destroyer, had outlawed multiple births as they may be a sign from on high. Their parents, fearing the girls would be executed, sent them far away, as far as they could go. The three girls were taken north and into the region of Europe, to where is now modern-day Greece, where they were brought up by a Greek family and learnt of the Greek prophecies concerning the End of Days.
The girls grew, both in body and mind, knowing that it was their duty to face Sutekh and to try to destroy him, as the prophecy had foretold. So it went,
"Three will be not of human born;
and they will gather an army and face the Destroyer of worlds;
and in that final battle, many will die;
and the world will be plunged into eternal darkness."
The girls all, were popular and powerful; they commanded great respect in ancient Athens, and were known together as the Three Princesses. They indeed did gather an army of soldiers, some tens of millions strong from across Europe, growing as they approached Cairo, and war was joined against Sutekh the Destroyer.
The battle was bloody as it was short, and in less than a day all the tens of millions of the three princesses' armies lay scattered on the ground, dead. All was not in vain however, as Sutekh was mystically imprisoned in a giant shard of rock by a wise, old, Greek mage, and cast into the sky to travel the worlds for all time. Cairo, and the rest of the world, was free from Sutekh's grasp, and Man prospered for five millennia.
In this time, technology developed apace - from spears and daggers, to swords, to arrows, guns, missiles, and lasers, Man's weapons of war grew ever more frightful, but still were nothing compared to the powers of Sutekh. Sutekh's powers had also grown over the intervening years as he tried time and again to tear free from his magical bonds, with little success. Until the rock came back towards Earth once more...
In this age, a man by the name of Utonium had created three girls out of sugar, spice, and all things nice, and they were known as Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup - the Powerpuff Girls. They dedicated their lives to fighting crime and the forces of evil in all its' forms, but they did not know what yet lay ahead of them. Their archenemy created rivals to their powers, and they fought all day and all night before those horrid boys were defeated. Undaunted, years later, he created more rivals, this time in the form of the girls themselves, and sent them to destroy their older selves, thereby sealing the circle of Fate and securing the girls' very creation.
Sutekh in time returned to Earth, and battle was once more joined between Good and Evil - and the girls gained new allies in the form of the very boys who had before sought to kill them. Friends joined them as the threat grew, and a new army slowly took form, as storm clouds gathered over the planet once more. A new war erupted and, as the prophecy predicted, this one would bring an end, to one side or the other. For, with Sutekh developing his powers of altering reality through his own thoughts, he had unbalanced more than just the scales of Good and Evil in our universe, but in all of them; and the barriers between the realities began to break down. Fate balanced the scales by creating an equal force for Good - the girls, the Three Princesses, now The Powerpuff Girls - and gave them equal, and opposite - powers. But the universes' state was so unstable, this was not enough.
One side would destroy the other; that much was clear. Not even Fate knew which side would emerge victorious, with the universes so far out of balance. All that is known for certain is that -
- the Final Battle now approaches...
OK, so that was some serious hyperbole for the next chapter, whenever it appears; this just came pouring out of me, and I thought "why not?" and got it typed as quick as I could to make sure I didn't forget it. :) I hope the next actual chapter comes as easily to me, preferably tomorrow night - don't hold your breath, though. :P