Sleep had befallen the main majority of Townsville.

One Star in the Heavens
Part Three
written by "Lord" Andy

Sleep had befallen the main majority of Townsville. They had all been driven off into a sleepy wonderland one by one. Ahh .... how peaceful! Rest was important, and had to be partaken of every night. And once sleep occurs, the real world is left behind. They are left to the mercy of everything else that was not a victim of siesta. But this time, there was going to be no mercy.

For on the outskirts of Townsville, the cyborg army had entered. Still marching in their perfect formations, they approached their destruction zone. Weapons hummed to life as they grew ever nearer to ground zero. In a matter of mere seconds that would seem like an eternity to someone waiting for it, the monstrous machines cleared the wooded area and made haste into the city.

As soon as they were physical inside Townsville, they opened fire. A shrill and peircing blue beam was produced from the left robotic arms of the army. Whatever fell in the pathway of the laser was overcome by an incredible amount of heat. The great quantity of energy caused the objects to combust, sending fire and debree in all directions. Basically, they shot something and it blew up.

The nearby people who were closest to the occurring occurrences woke up in a start. Looking out their windows, they saw a great horror as the same death that produced their awakening sound was proceeding their direction. Parents woke up children, the police were flooded with calls, pandemonium was breaking out.

Yet nobody could escape the unstoppable and monstrous threat that had befallen them. It was an act of pure and unspeakable evil. Events were now maturing into a cataclysmic state, a state that would make any leader feel a great sense of accomplishment. It was the start of the greatest accomplishment of global conquest since the dark ages. It was all everything their leader could ever want.

But at that moment, their leader didn't even care.

"What's going on here !?!" Shouted Blossom. "What kind of trick is this?"

She was staring with shock at herself. There she was; pink eyes, pink dress, orange hair, and the cutest little hair bow you've ever seen. It was like looking in a mirror, but much more spooky.

"No trick here." Buttercup said proudly, as she floated next to the spewin' image of her own sister. "Just something the Professor has been working on!"

Still bewildered at what she was seeing, it took Blossom a few moments to react. And when she did, she did it with pure outward anger.

"What, do you take me for a fool!?! I give you a chance to come up with the ultimate plan to defeat a huge challenge, and all you can come up with is a .... a ... a clone of me!?"

Buttercup backed up a few feet. Blossom's shouting was certainly convincing of true anger and hatred. But for a second, a mere second, she saw something more. Something hidden in the back of Blossom's eyes. Something she didn't understand. Panic; fear and nervousness seemed to be going on inside of Blossom. It was rather ironic, seeing how she was supposed to be a twisted evil being taking over the world.

Because Buttercup was thinking about this, she didn't comment on Blossom's (comment that was). Annoyed, Blossom added a few more. "And I guess he's back there laughing at me right now! Some parental figure head he is, dosn't care about me enough to at least try and see things my way. No, let's just laugh at her!"

She started talking in an oversarcastic voice. "Oh, what a great plan that accused Professor had. Let's make fun of the situation by showing her show Blossom a mirror refection of herself! Then she can see what she is like on the inside, and will change her ways!!"

At this, Buttercup gasped. The words struck her deep within her heart. "Then it is true ..." she said to herself, "I caused all of this. This is all my fault."

Before her spirit could sink any lower, Blossom continued, more anger behind her voice than before. "Buttercup, let's get one thing straight here. I don't know what the heck you're trying to prove with this thing, or what you've been trying to prove over the past week. But I already know my heart. I know it's dark and twisted and wants to corrupt the rest of me. It wants me to be evil, it wants me to do bad, and it is sick of always doing the right thing. I already know all of this! I've know it most of my life!! Why the hell do you think I'm doing all of this!?!"

Buttercup bit down on her lip. Tears tried to push through her eyes, but she tried to keep her cool in the face of a confused enemy. After taking a deep breath she answered, choking out the words, "Because you think that nobody can help you."

Blossom blinked in surprise. She had never expected her sister to answer that way. It was a rather intelligent reply. She twitched back and forth, as if she was trying to think of what to do. Eventually, her eyes had closed and her teeth had clenched. Slowly, Buttercup started to approach Blossom when she jerked her head up. Screaming in pain, Blossom unleashed a round ball of pulsating blue energy from her robotic arm.

Because it was unexpected and so sudden, Buttercup froze in surprise as the ball of power surged towards her. At the last second, she was pushed out of the way by the thing that started this whole argument in the first place.

Blossom's copy glared at the real Blossom. "How dare you try to blow up your own sister?" She yelled. "What kind of a leader are you anyway?!"

Before Blossom could react, her copy jerked up and flew into her at incredible speeds. It caught Blossom off guard as they both smashed and slid on the roof of her fortress, making a deep trench.

"I seem to have a bad attitude problem!" Her clone said. "I guess I'll have to undo the great evil I've become!"

But before she could say anything else, or do anything else as well, the real Blossom jumped up and smacked her clone a good one on her chin. "What kind of a clone are you?" She coldly said. "A true spawning of me would have the same views as I do!"

"Because she's not a clone, Blossom." Buttercup said, as she approach the two. "Professor has been studying up on chemical-X or something. Using some of the blood you left on my shirt and some equipment, he made this other Powerpuff Girl, who's almost like you in every way."

As the Blossom's look-a-like slowly got up, rubbing her chin, the true Blossom scoffed at Buttercup. "Almost like me? I suppose nobody can be as confused as I am. So why didn't you just make a whole army with blood samples?"

Buttercup shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know, it's all very complicated. I think it somehow involved chemical-X, your DNA, and some machine he put together. He used the rest of the chemical he had left to mix in, modify, or something. Besides, I'm not suppose to tell you everything, you know! I guess it just goes to show that the Professor is the only one that knows what makes us tick!"

Blossom grumbled to herself. "Well then, let me give him something to fix up!" The she unleashed another ball of energy at her sister. But this time, Buttercup was ready, and hit it with her own eye lasers. Blossom's ball of power was barely burnt away by the laser before it came to close for comfort and surviving.

"I have no time for this!" Blossom then shouted. She then started pacing the roof franticly, and talked rather quickly as well. "I have an ego to subdue, a city to level, and a reputation to keep up. This is no time for me to battle out with some mysterious copy and a sister who both just don't understand!"

Remembering what the Professor said about beating Blossom mentally, Buttercup answered after thinking of the right response, "That's because you never let me, nor anyone have a chance at understanding. And now look at what we have to all deal with!"

Blossom exploded in rage. She looked at her sister and clone in pure hate. And unless her eyes were playing tricks on her, Buttercup could have sworn that she could see disappointment in her sister's eyes. Eventually, Blossom spoke. "Fine, I accept your pathetic little hand in my game. Since you make a mockery of my ways, I'll put you to the ultimate test!"

Pressing a button on her robotic arm, she opened a radio link between her and the cyborg control room. "Begin Bubbles transformation and increase the rate of Townsville's destruction as much as possible!!" She shouted in commands.

As her commands were met, she looked at her opponents, growled angrily, but still smiled. "Let's see ..... you have to save Bubbles, save Townsville, and defeat me. Think you're up to it Buttercup?"

As Blossom turned around to face the two, the Townsville glimmered behind her. But now at the bottom where the army was now glimmered with flames. And more flames would develop until it was all consumed in the blaze. But surprisingly, Buttercup also frowned. "Blossom, you want this to be a fun game. But you're soon going to learn that evil can never be a game!"

That was enough for Blossom. She charged at her sister at her top speed. She would have slammed into her, but her copy smashed into her first, knocking her out of the way. Buttercup then flew off to save her other sister before she was turned into one of the cyborgs.

The clone stared at her predecessor. "It's time for you to fall to the arm of justice, my antecedent!" She exclaimed.

Blossom looked at her clone. "You may look like me, but you sure don't talk like me nor fight like me. But you especially do not think like me, and that shall be your obliteration!"

"No Blossom, it shall be my best weapon!"

Blossom stared at her counterpart with pure hate. This isn't what she wanted at all! "How dare you take on the name Blossom then!"

"Fine I'll change it for now to help the readers for now." Said Blossom's clone who I guess we'll just have to call Bloom (hey, it may be stupid, but it's another flower thing).

"I cannot allow another one of me going around messing up my views! I'll have a reputation and a spirit to fix !" Blossom yelled. Laser warmed up to the extreme, she quickly took aim and let a charge fly. Bloom barely moved out of the way in just enough time. Her shirt got sliced on the right side, bare millimeters away from a fatal blow.

"You ruined one of your dresses!" She smirked.

Blossom grinded her teeth, and the fight was on. She rushed at Bloom and started punching away. Bloom counteracted every move by flying the opposite direction. Blossom used hook after slice, but Bloom barely dodged each one each time. Then Blossom charged with a violent uppercut which Bloom practically had no time to jump back from. But as she did, she let her eye laser zap into Blossom's chest. She shot it as powerful as she could possibly muster, and Blossom was knocked back.

She then started to be burned and buried into a rather large trench from the blast. When Blossom neared the end of the building, Bloom stopped firing her eye beams to give them a break. She knew Blossom wasn't defeated, and would need them for later in the battle. But defeating her wasn't what she was trying to do at the moment. For at the moment, she was a distraction.

Buttercup flew through the compound trying to relocate where the cyborg assembly line was located. She was having a more difficult time then she had thought she would have. It wasn't that she had a bad memory, but that the complex was complex, an accurate naming. There weren't really rooms, just tons of wire and machinery blocking every path. Plus, the holes she had made escaping had already be patched up.

She paused a moment to listen for anything for some kind of a clue, but to no avail. The place was just too darn noisy. As she rounded another corner, she almost crashed into some of the cyborgs who were there to protect the fortress.

"Sorry about that!" Buttercup smiled. "You wouldn't happen to know where the cyborgs are made, are you?"

The machines looked at each other for a second before opening fire on her. Buttercup quickly dodged the blasts and flew off in the other direction. Now, they knew for sure she was here. Lucky for her, she was too fast for them to keep track of. But she was surly running out of time.

After a while, Buttercup got a bright idea and started crashing through all the walls and machinery. They were hopefully going to destroy it all anyway later tonight!

"Bubbles? Bubbles, were are you?" She called, not expecting any answer.

"Buttercup? Buttercup, help!"

"What! Bubbles?" Buttercup said as she stopped flying and looked around from were the voice was coming from. "Bubbles, were are you?"

"I'm over here!" came the typical and unhelpful answer.

Buttercup sighed and smashed through some more machinery and metallic walls to find the huge assembly lines. Even though she had seen them before, they still came to a shock to her. Long twisted conveyor belts moved through the whole area, and would occasionally come to a large computer. Some were simple gadgets ready to drop down to achieve their purpose, while others were whole rooms the occupant entered. This included huge, long mechanical tunnels. Each computer had it's own specific purpose. At the time only one was working, and it had Bubbles on it. She was latched down with a harnesses on each leg and arm. She was also surrounded by guarding cyborgs. At the sight of Buttercup, they all opened fire as instructed, being carful to not hit any of the valuable equipment.

Buttercup dodged all the laser blasts with ease. They probably weren't as strong as Blossom's, and maybe stronger then the ones she saw this morning, but who's willing to take the chance! Even though she was dodging all the blasts, they were slowing her down. Bubbles looked in horror as she approached the first step to transformation, removal of selected parts for computerization. A large cylinder surgical laser stared positioning itself over Bubbles's left arm, humming to life.

"Buttercup, hurry!" She cried.

The dozen cyborgs stood all around Bubbles, so Buttercup let them have it with her eye lasers. The one she hit flew back over the assembly line Bubbles was being dragged across, almost hitting her in the face. It landed on top of another two on the other side. This gave her room to get to Bubbles, but only momentarily. For as those cyborgs were starting to get up, the others took their positions to guard the special prisoner.

Bubbles started to whine as the laser's tip started glowing red, and Buttercup still a few yards away. Because it was such a close range, the cyborgs switched to their secondary weapons; the electric tasers. Large and wide bolts of electricity shot at Buttercup, who found them harder to advance and avoid at the same time. She let off another eye laser into the side of the cyborg only a few feat ahead of her. It was knocked over, knocking the one next to it down with it.

"Buttercup!!" Bubbles cried, as the laser clicked to life, emitting a thin, bright, red beam.

"No!!" Screamed Buttercup. Doing a mid-air summersault over the remaining cyborgs, she dropped kicked the laser. Part of the beam sliced the very tip of the top of Bubbles' arm, making her holler in pain. But over all the ray missed, and instead came into contact with three cyborgs standing next to each other. The sounds and smells of burning metal filled the area as the mechanical soldiers were cut clean in half.

Before Buttercup could do anything else, a cyborg shocked her in the back. She landed on top of Bubbles and struggled to get back up before it could fire again. Luckily, just as it was firing a second time, Bubbles hit the taser's charge with her own eye beams. The cyborg's arm overloaded from too much power, and exploded. A huge shower of sparks lit the cyborg who had been sprawled out on the floor below ablaze.

The conveyor belt continued on with Bubbles trapped. The main computer didn't stop, even though the first step was incomplete. The remaining seven cyborgs turned to face the two. Buttercup quickly grabbed hold of the harness that held Bubbles' left arm. It was much stronger than she thought, and was taking a surprising bit of muscle to tear off, (which was obvious, otherwise Bubbles would have escaped by now!). Slowly, the metal creaked and started bending. Just as it was about to snap, a cyborg stepped right in front of her. Bubbles looked up and screamed as the cyborg charged up its laser. Gritting her teeth and holding the binding, Buttercup did a flip. She flew off of Bubbles and her foot landed straight on the cyborg's head. The force of the action ripped the harness off, and made the cyborg miss. And since there was so many cyborgs crowding around, the arm beam, which was just as dangerous as the surgical, and blew apart another cyborg.

"Quickly!" Buttercup shouted as she spun around to face her sister again. "Do your other arm as I get your legs free!"

They quickly went to their tasks as they entered a dark tunnel. The remain half dozen cyborgs stopped attacking them, for they had programming against shooting where the equipment could be damaged. As they went deeper and deeper into their doom, the aroma of greasy gears filled the air. The smell of blood from past victims made Bubbles cringe in extra terror. In a surprising flash, the metallic tunnel lighted up with radiance, as several machines prepared to come out of certain areas. Their job was to add the mechanics to the surgically removed areas. And since that had not been done, it was going to be a bit more painful for Bubbles.

Both of them yanked on the bindings they had assigned themselves to. Although it was narrow on the sides, the tunnel had a ceiling high enough for Buttercup to stand up to tear off Bubbles's right leg's binding. But she soon found out why, as the machines to give Bubbles her specified robotic parts came out from above. A drill with a bionic eye on the end came first, and slowly made it's way towards Bubbles right eye. Seizing the opportunity, Buttercup waited till the drill was a few split seconds away from her sister's eye, to Bubbles's dismay. Then she swung her fist at it, hitting the small spinning devise which rammed into the left leg harness she was working on. Just as the damaged drill snapped off, so did the bondage.

Buttercup quickly helped Bubbles, and the two off them freed her second arm from the death gripping metal. Then in another move that startled them, a huge gashing claw burst through the top for the next step: the edition of the robotic arm. Bubbles gasped as the machine with the power to tear her side apart came to rip in her new arm, even though the old one was still their. Acting quickly, the two both grabbed the last harness on Bubbles's right leg and pulled as hard as they could. It snapped off with a great force, and the two of them took off just as the winding claw was almost upon them.

Relieved, they were about to exit the end of the tunnel they had gone into when they heard a loud sound.

"Wait, stop!" Buttercup yelled, pulling Bubbles back. Less then a blink of an eye later, the cyborgs who were still waiting at the entrance opened up their tasers, creating a huge electrical blanket, (although not literally).

"Now what do we do?" Bubbles asked.

"I guess we go the other way and smash through everything!" She said, as they headed back into the tunnel.

They hadn't gotten anywhere at all, when the computer's defence finally kicked in. Realizing that its subject had escaped, it activated the security inside the tunnel itself. Starting in the entrance and rapidly working its way foreword, giant razors came out of the sides and chopped over to the opposite side. One by one, the hidden blades built in for total annihilation and butchery swung down in an attempt to tear apart the victims. The two hurried on, but not before another defence started. Thin but powerful lines of electricity started stretching from one side of the tunnel to the other, leaving barely any room to squeeze through. There was no way a normal person could escape. So it was a good thing these two weren't normal people.

"Follow me Bubbles!" Buttercup hollered. "Don't touch the lasers and don't lag behind!"

"I won't, I won't!" Bubbles hollered, as she was nearly sliced in two by a razor from the back and an electrical wire from the front at the same time.

Time seemed to slow down for the next short seconds. Gracefully and quickly, Buttercup and Bubbles flipped left and right, rolled, and even spun to dodge the number of lasers that was growing to shrink the tunnels size. But they couldn't slow down to avoid them perfectly, less be mutilated from behind. And on top off all of that, the remaining machinery was also getting in their way. Bubbles almost got knocked over and into the two defences when the machine to drill a radio into the brain swung at her.

Just as the seeming and surprisingly endless tunnel was nearing the end, they noticed something else.

A huge door was closing from the left and the right at the end to block them off.

Seeing that they would be out in less then a second and the door shut in even less that time, Buttercup did some extremely fast thinking. Lurching down, she slammed herself on the conveyor belt, grabbed the sides, turned to her side, and flew up with all her might.

The conveyor belt was torn by several of the electrical beams, but it still did the job of getting the belt stuck in the door. As the doors tried unsuccessfully to close upon the jammed conveyor belt, Bubbles and Buttercup had flown out. In one quick move, the eternal second was over, and the two had escaped the mechanical tunnel.

Not bothering to see what would come next on the assembly line, the two blasted off through the lab. The transformation computer beeped to life again and called in for even more reinforcements. But before they had even gotten the message, the two girls had left the area and were making an instant exit.

"Yippee hooray!" Bubbles squealed to Buttercup as they both shot out of the complex. "We made it out alive!"

Buttercup smirked as they flew away, and said in her tough know anything voice, "Of course we made it. I never doubted it for a second!"

"Oh, thank you for saving me Buttercup!" Bubbles continued to cry. Then she glided over and gave Buttercup a big heart warming hug.

Buttercup blinked in surprise. Then, slowly, a smile crept over her face. Suddenly, she snapped out of the sisterly moment, and quickly shouted, "Yeah yeah yeah, but now we have to save Townsville!"

After a second of silence, Buttercup sheepishly asked, "And, uh, how's your arm?"

Bubbles looked at her arm where the surgical laser sliced it. "It really hurts, but it's not bleeding."

"I guess that's because of the heat of the laser or something." Buttercup guessed. "Now would you please let me go?"

Bubbles stopped hugging her sister as the two flew to their home town. "Now we have to get to Townsville and help it in any way that we can." Buttercup proclaimed.

"Wouldn't taking out the whole fortress be easier to stop the machine men?" asked Bubbles.

"I'm not sure, but don't worry about that!" Buttercup said while zipping over the woods. "Right now we're going to see how we can help all the people in town!"

They flew for a few seconds in silence, until Bubbles quietly asked, "What about Blossom?"

"I think she's pre-occupied for the moment." Buttercup eventually said.

Bloom probably had a few things going through her mind at the time. The most prominent one was how to get out her current predicament. Blossom glared down at her, and squeezed her robotic arm around Bloom's neck even harder, pulling of what short life she had out of her.

"Looks like you have succeeded with your one goal of existence, my dearest Bloom!" Blossom said.

The fight had been going well. Right after Buttercup had left the two started fighting, and Blossom was almost blasted off the roof with Bloom's eye lasers. Then, Bloom cautiously hovered over to where Blossom had fallen. The was no movement or signs of life yet from Blossom, but Bloom knew that it was just some sort of trick.

Suddenly as Bloom blinked, Blossom had just disappeared. Before she could react, she felt a stinging sensation. Pain filled her back and she dropped to her knees. Blossom pulled her fist back from behind Bloom and laughed.

"That's right, bow to your superior!"

"Evil is never superior to good!" Bloom moaned.

Angered, Blossom kicked Bloom, sending her sprawling across the floor of the roof. "Geeze, did I always talk so sappy!?"

Crashes could be heard from inside the fortress walls as Buttercup shoot through them, looking for Bubbles. Blossom growled angrily and floated over to Bloom.

"Is this all you are?" She asked. "Some kind of a detraction to let everyone stop me?"

Without answering, Bloom jumped up to her feet and lunged at Blossom. Because she was going off on how mad she was, this caught Blossom off guard. The two of them did a couple of summersaults before Blossom could knock Bloom's grip off of her. Then she fired her eye lasers.

Bloom dropped to the ground bending over limbo stile, letting the laser scream right across her, just missing her. But then she saw Blossom zip right over her. Frowning, Blossom smashed into Bloom with her elbow to her stomach. As Bloom struggled to recover, Blossom picked her up by her shirt and tossed her out of the crater she was now sitting it. Then she started floating towards her, slowly, and deadly.

Coughing, Bloom turned to face her opponent. Realizing that she could not defeat Blossom physically, she converted to phase two: mentally.

"So," she moaned, "you're finally getting what you want. Townsville, your sisters, the Professor, millions of innocent people, all destroyed?"

Blossom continued to float over to Bloom, her robotic arm starting to charge up for a deadly laser blast. "What I want is none of your concern. I do what I have to do."

Bloom rose to her knees and continued as Blossom grew ever so nearer. "And so you think you can do whatever you want?"

Blossom aimed her arm dead center at Bloom. "Drastic times call for drastic measures."

Scowling at her, Bloom said, "Yes, we all love to sell our souls to evil!"

Before she could say anything else, Bloom's thought was cut off. Instead of firing her laser, Blossom had flashed over and grabbed Bloom by her neck with her robotic claw. She squeezed, not letting her say anything else of any sort.

But before Blossom herself could say anything at all, there was some more huge and thundering crashes coming from the complex. Blossom turned around just in time to see Buttercup escape with Bubbles. She watched without any emotion.

"Blossom!!" A voice hollered over the radio in her arm.

"What do you want Mojo?" Blossom asked.

"Your sisters have escaped! This is a very bad thing! They could try to stop us, and if they did, that would be bad!" He shouted, while watching the two leave by camera from his control chair in the floor below her.

"Oh come on!" Blossom yelled. "I don't think the two of them could stop us!"

Before Mojo could answer, Blossom turned off her radio. Then she turned her glance back to Bloom.

"Looks like you have succeeded with your one goal of existence, my dearest Bloom!" Blossom said. "Yet now it's time to die!"

"My .... goal ... is not .... to .... destroy you!" Bloom gasped out.

Blossom raised an eyebrow (if she had any). "Oh, and what would that be? Defeat me? Convince me to stop? Calm my troubled heart? You could NEVER do such things!!"

Bloom took another gasp of air to continue. "I myself could .... never do those things! Now that .... Bubbles and Buttercup are ..... safe, we can move on to the next step!"

Blossom rolled her eyes. "You're going to fight me to keep me busy until my sisters can defeat me and the cyborg army." She assumed.

Shaking her head, Bloom slowly reached out her hand to the person holding her life on the line. "I've come to bring you home. "

Bloom gasped in some air as Blossom's death grip loosened up for a second. After taking a few good breaths of air, Bloom opened her eyes. She expected to see Blossom glaring at her with pure hate, ready to snap her head off. She figured that Blossom might try to destroy her.

But that is not what she saw. Instead of seeing the face of a treacherous killer, she saw the eyes of a very confused and very sad little girl. An expression that for the first time in a long time, revealed Blossom as she truly was: a child with problems of an adult.

Realizing that Bloom could see this, Blossom gave her a little toss across the roof and turned her back on her. Rubbing her neck, Bloom slowly got up to face her foe. She didn't say anything, for fear of stopping Blossom's train of thought.

Eventually, Blossom finally spoke in quiet words. "I can't go back."

Bloom sighed. "Why not?"

"Because I have betrayed them. I have betrayed everyone. I am now branded in this world as a traitor."

"Time will fix all of this."

"No! This is too catastrophic! The only way to fix my reputation is to make a new world which doesn't care."

"You can still stop it before it is too late!"

Now it was Blossom's turn to sigh. "I can't. This is something I have to do."

Bloom turned angry. She flew up to Blossom and whipped her around to face her, then shouted, "No it is NOT, Blossom! You have a serious problem of thinking that nobody can understand you!"

Blossom started to say something, but Bloom continued. "No, don't say anything! Let me finish! All you're doing is trying to get the best out of life for yourself! You're not caring about anybody else, and are even going to kill them just for your one benefit! The reason you're going to get a bad reputation is because nobody is going to understand why the heck you are doing this! And do you know why? Because you yourself even said, they wouldn't understand why! Why aren't you telling anyone anything?"

By now, Blossom was breathing so hard, that it looked like she was going to explode. Bloom expected her to lash out, vent all the anger and frustration that was building up inside of her out. She had a hunch Blossom might try to destroy her.

She was right.

Exploding in a fit of rage, Blossom knocked Bloom's arms away with her robotic arm, and punched her with her real one. Before Bloom could react, Blossom dashed at her screaming. She through punch after punch into Bloom, each one harder than the last. After a few seconds of this, they reached the edge of the roof. Blossom swung both her arms down upon Bloom's head, making her smash into the ground. She tried to get up, but was hit in the back by Blossom's eye laser. Blossom poured out the pain in one continuous strain of eye beam. Then she zipped down to the burnt copy of herself, grabbed her and tossed her into the air with an uppercut. Charging her laser up to the fullest, Blossom let out the laser's shrill blue beam which hit dead on.

Bloom's eyes went wide in shock. The laser tore straight through her, and then she started pixelating. Instead of exploding like most things do, she turned into a bunch of colored squares that vanished into the night, much like a video game effect. And with that, Bloom was destroyed.

Blossom stood their for a second, breathing slow and heavy. She leisurely glided to the center of the roof and collapsed in a heap. And then, she started to cry.

Meanwhile, the battle raged on in Townsville, although it was pretty much one sided. The police had arrived all but a few minutes ago. Now the entire force that had come to try and stop this other more massive force had been obliterated. This was not a job for any heros. This was a job for your super heros.

And soon those super heros came. Dashing upon the scene, Bubbles and Buttercup gasped at the carnage that was befalling the city and people they both loved so much. But this was not a time to get emotional, this was a time for action.

"Buttercup, what do we do?" Squealed Bubbles.

"Huh? What do you mean?" She asked in surprise.

"Well, do we have a plan on how to do whatever it is we're gonna do or what?"

Buttercup looked embarrassed. "Well, I was actually thinking about just bursting in and just beating them all up!"

Bubbles glared at Buttercup and said in her know it all voice, "Now you know very well that that's not going to work! We need to figure out a way to stop these things other than simply punching them!"

Buttercup looked all around and about the scene. Several of the cyborgs were below them, leveling buildings, trees, cars, and everything that fell into their line of sight (except each other of course).

She pointed to several blazing structures. "Then you see if you can start to put out all those fires, and I'll try to distract the cyborgs that are right here ahead of the others."

Bubbles started to argue, but Buttercup butted in. "Look, don't argue with my plans, we have to do this logically!"

As both of them flew off to help as best as they could, Buttercup stopped in mid air. She realized what she had just said. Suddenly, she shook her head. "No, now's not the time for regrets, now's a time for liberation."

Bubbles reached to the area where the cyborgs had first entered the city. A blazing inferno was swarming all over what had not yet been scorched. The edge of the city was quickly toasting away under an immense amount of fire that was spreading faster then Bubbles could see; either by natural consumption, or the fact the cyborgs will still shooting. But because the cyborg army had all ready open fire on the very edge of town, they left it alone to burn, and set off to get new targets.

The first thing Bubbles did was look around for a fire hydrant or something of the sort. That way she could simply bust one open to let the water shoot out and take some of the fire down. But alas, everything that would allow water to flow through had been melted to obliteration.

So she looked up at the sky. Maybe it would rain soon, and she would be helped in that way. Yet again, it came to nothing but a disappointment. Although dark clouds were quickly moving in, they were in no position to do any good soon enough.

"Oh, what am I going to do?" Bubbles cried as the heat of the flames singed her body. The blaze was getting hotter at an incredible rate.

Then she remembered something. Past experiences! Taking a deep breath, Bubbles blew a mighty gust of wind out of her mouth. The intensity of the blow was extinguishing some of the fires, but not fast enough.

"Well, if I can't blow it out, maybe I can suck it in!" Bubbles said to herself. Then she started to inhale deeply, pulling the fire into her mouth. She sucked up as much fire as she could before she had to take a breath for some real air. As she swallowed the huge amount of flaming ash and smoke, she saw that she was making better progress. But it still just wasn't fast enough.

Determined to subdue the flames, Bubbles took another deep breath that had the power to uproot trees. But since all the trees had been subdued in the flame, the only thing she uprooted was the fire itself.

After Bubbles finished with that section of the fire, she looked all around at the area still left to be extinguished. The smell of overburnt buildings, wet grass, and smoldering sidewalks filled her nose even worse then before. Gagging at the thick smoke that was thickening, Bubbles had to fly out of the way so she could breath.

After she got some safe distance away, Bubbles took a better look at the progress she was making. The red glow of a fiery hell still glowed over a large area of Townsville. And although a rather large area of town had been taken out, it was still spreading as fast as Bubbles was putting it out, maybe even more so.

"This isn't working!" Bubbles cried again. What was she to do? The only way to put out a fire was with water, but all the fire hydrants are melted away. And it still didn't look like the rain is going to be coming any time soon.

"Wait a minute ...." Bubbles suddenly thought. "The water from fire hydrants aren't actually in the hydrants! It just comes out of the pipes attached to the hydrants!"

Taking a deep breath, Bubbles dashed back into the inferno. But instead of going to the edge as she did before, this time she flew into the dead center.

The heat was unbearable, but she kept going. Screaming in pain and insanity, Bubbles burst through the flames and through the melting streets. The fire hadn't burnt its way through the roads yet, so that was fortunate. It still was, however, still extremely hot. Almost too hot for a Powerpuff girl. Which was to say just how strong the cyborg's weapons really were.

Bubbles looks around the sewers below as fast as she could. Soon, she found just what she was looking for. Hopefully the idea would work.

Flying over to a large collection of pipes crossing through the sewers, Bubbles looked for the right one. Not sure and in a great hurry, Bubbles started breaking pipes. While most of them were simple sewer type pipes, others were full water pipes. Gallons of water began shooting out of those pipe. The area filled with steam as the water was instantly evaporated. All the water was still spilling out at an incredible rate, never the less.

Meanwhile, out in the streets, everything looked the same. The sound of destructive cyborgs could be heard in the distance, with the damage already done still burning away. The brightness was powerful enough to be noticed by people on the other side of Townsville. And since Bubbles vanished from sight into the heart of the inferno, there didn't seem to be much hope.

Suddenly, the was an explosion. Strangely, the nearby water tower that was just beginning to burn blew up. Millions of gallons of water that was being evaporated in the now over flowing sewers was suddenly swept away and out the water tower. Even though the fire was at huge temperatures and large numbers, it was going to have a harder time spreading under all that water.

Apparently, the fire had melted up all exits that the water could take. Then Bubbles broke the pipes, allowing the water to completely fill up the sewers in the streets below with nowhere to go. When the water tower exploded, it was like putting a hole in a giant water balloon.

Then Bubbles also popped out the geyser of water that was extinguishing the fire. She shook her head, her soaked pig tails flapping across her face, and wiped the water out of her eyes. When she opened them again, she was pleased with what she saw.

"I did it!" She squealed. "I stopped the fire from spreading!"

She was about to do a happy little dance of joy untill she saw something. And it was something rather depressing. Where the fire stopped on the other side, it was also beginning by the same destructive means.

"I hope Buttercup is handling those cyborgs okay." Bubbles wondered as she flew off to help, seeing as how that was all she was going to be able to put out for the time being.

Buttercup was not handling the situation as well as Bubbles hoped she was. While Bubbles was putting out the fires, Buttercup was having a clobber-fest. She went straight to the front of the line where the first cyborgs were marching ahead of the others. She figured that if she could stop the ones in the front that were marching straight, they would get in the way of the other ones behind it when they caught up.

Unfortunately, as Buttercup already knew, the cyborgs were strong. Everything she threw at them wasn't working. She started off by simply hitting and kicking them. It seemed it would work. After getting punched, a cyborg would fly a few hundred feet away. And no matter what it fell into: the ground, a house, a tree, the fire, or even another cyborg, it would simply get up as if nothing happened.

"Come on! These guys have to have some kind of a weakness!" Buttercup complained as she blasted a few machines with her eye lasers. They were blown back, but then came back into action like always.

Buttercup stopped fighting and flew off to think. "Okay, simple violence isn't working. What else is there?"

She tried to think of something that fit the description, but nothing was coming to mind. At least, nothing that didn't include only punching and kicking. She looked at the cyborgs walking back into their positions and then proceeding to destroy everything again, just like before.

Thinking faster, Buttercup started to fly around a small group of cyborgs as fast as she could. Perhaps she could create a tornado around them as toss them somewhere else. Maybe she could even carry them off into the deeps of space. So around and around them she flew, starting to create an updraft that could soon pick up the monstrous machines and toss them into the great beyond.

But the cyborgs realized that someone was interfering with their scouting and destroying plans. As Buttercup flew, she gasped as she was almost hit by a laser that the cyborgs were shooting at her. Just as the tornado was strong enough to finally toss the cyborgs into junk heaps, Buttercup was hit by a laser.

Yelping in pain, Buttercup was knocked back, and the cyborgs who were starting to be picked up were all tossed in different directions. Buttercup landed on somebody's freshly cut lawn. Before she could get up, a cyborg fell on top of her.

"Get off of me ya hunk of junk!!" Buttercup hollered, giving the machine a toss. Getting back on her feet, Buttercup got ready to attack the attacking attacker. She glared at the emotionless stare of the machine before it got up and left.

Got up and left? Buttercup was taken back. The cyborg she was standing in front of was walking away instead of trying to destroy her. "Where do you think you're going?" Buttercup yelled at the walking away person now made machine.

As expected, the machine made no reply. Instead, it continued to walk back from whence Buttercup had tried to toss it with a tornado. It was then Buttercup saw that all of the cyborgs she had tossed a few feet were not attacking at all. Instead they were crawling out of whatever they had landed in, be it a car, house, or mailbox, and walking back to were they where once standing. In fact, the exact same spots they were once standing.

"What's up with them?" Buttercup asked herself. It was like the were the perfect soldiers or something.

Then it hit Buttercup (the idea, that is). "That's it! They're more then perfect soldiers, they're perfect programs! They must be programmed to attack in some formation, and that is the only formation they think they can attack in!"

Sure enough, as soon as a cyborg got back to where Buttercup had knocked it away from, it started shooting with its laser again. They were powerful, but now they were predictable.

Realizing she needed to test her theory even more, Buttercup flew over to the nearest cyborg and picked it up. As it tried to fire its laser unsuccessfully at Buttercup, she carried it far from the place it was supposed to be attacking. After flying a good distance, Buttercup tossed down the machine. Then she watched to see what it would do.

As soon as the cyborg crashed into the ground, which would normally and easily kill someone, it got back up. But instead of continuing to attack Buttercup, it turned around and started marching back to the spot it was supposed to be at. Even though it was a few miles away by now.

"This is great!" Buttercup laughed to herself. "It looks like Mojo had made a weapon a bit too perfect!"

Cruising back as fast as she could, Buttercup landed in the middle of the small group of cyborgs she had been fighting. As they turned to attack another target that was disturbing them once more, it attacked them first. Instead of simply punching them, Buttercup grabbed them and tossed them into the air. After flying for a few seconds, they would land several miles away, and then start walking back.

Buttercup looked around. The street she was on was ruined and burning down in a few spots, but the threat was gone. For now, at least. This would only keep the cyborgs occupied for a while, for they would be back soon.

Buttercup sighed. "There, a dozen stray cyborgs down, only a few hundred more to go."

She suddenly hoped that Bubbles was done with the fires and on her way to help. This was going to take a bit more work, as easy as it sounded.

Mojo-Jojo was happy. Buttercup had discovered a weakness in his program. In his quest to make the most perfect soldier whom never falls out of formation, it looks like he took it a step too far. The computers were following their instructions too well, only attacking if they were in the spot they were supposed to be in. It was very annoying.

Now granted, news like this does not make a person happy. In fact, this news made Mojo very mad. But since he was in a very VERY good mood, he was still happy.

"Blossom!!" Mojo hollered by radio to his partner in world domination. "You sister has found a fault in our plan! Although it will not stop our conquering of the Townsville, it will certainly make it take a little longer! And when it takes a little long, it will not be as soon as we thought we would be taking over!!"

He waited a few moments. Nothing. Blossom wasn't responding.

Angry, Mojo jumped out of the control chair and made his way to the platform elevator to get to the roof. He knew something was wrong. He had heard the sounds of battle overhead quite a while ago. It also seemed that Blossom had turned her radio link off. Mojo had to know what was going on.

When he got to the top of the fortress, he looked around. The darkened midnight sky appeared as if it was soaking up all the light and life of a world he was about to destroy. Suddenly, he noticed the huge trenches dug into the roof. Looking around, he saw that there was obvious signs that some kind of a battle had taken place.

And there in the center of all the destruction was Blossom. She had her back turned to Mojo, so he couldn't see that she was still crying. Angry, but somewhat concerned, Mojo approached Blossom. Watching Townsville slowly being destroyed would have to wait.

Upon hearing him coming, Blossom quickly tried to regain herself in front of Mojo. Rubbing the tears from her eyes she floated up, yet still kept her back to the mad monkey.

"Blossom, what is going on here?" Mojo eventually blurted out. "We are destroying Townsville, your sisters are delaying the conquest, and you seem to have had won a battle of some sort. Explain to me the circumstances that are making you like this in this circumstance that is now circumstancing!"

Mojo waited, but no answer came. This only made him angry. "Aren't you going to say anything? Don't you realize that even though your sisters could take a few cyborgs out and yet we're still going to take over the world? We are indeed invincible!"

"Who cares." Blossom finally stated, still not facing Mojo.

Mojo's eyes almost popped out of his sockets at this reply. "Who cares? Who cares!? We are reformatting the world in our image once and for all, and you don't even care?"

Sighing, Blossom shook her head. "Why should I bother, nobody understands."

Now Mojo sighed, a deep unhappy sigh. "Blossom, how many times do I have to tell you, there is nothing to be afraid of. And I have told you there is nothing to be afraid of, because all the ones who have hurt you, disrespected you, and underappreciated you will be gone. They will be no more. Destroyed! More cyborgs for our army perhaps, but gone never-the-less! Who cares what everyone thinks when we are going to destroy them all!"

Blossom wanted to agree, but there was just something that, well, didn't agree. "I know .... but ...."

Mojo walked right next to Blossom. "You said you wanted to have the fun of being the ultimate evil, and now you are. You said you wanted to share my vision of destruction and absolute conquest. Well now you are, and we are guaranteed to win, and win we shall!"

When Blossom didn't reply, Mojo talked some more. "Will you stop worrying! There's nothing to worry about! Worrying is not something that you should be doing! All those people won't be your concern once the world is taken over. And once we do that, taking over the world that is, you can finally stop worrying about everyone else as you have been blabbing about."

Blossom looked up at the starry sky, clouds starting to roll in. They were coming in a greater number then before. "It's not what happens when we win that I'm afraid about." She eventually said. "I'm worried about what happens if we loose."

The cyborg army raged on, destroying everything they came upon. Buildings and trees, vehicles and lampposts, houses and people, nothing could survive the attack. And that attack was still raging on. The takeover continued, even though the damage behind them had been diminished, and the scouts ahead were currently not in their normal position. But, true to their programing, they all followed their programmed paths. Detestation was slowly overcoming the entire city of Townsville.

Bubbles flew over the rampaging army looking for a place to start, when she saw Buttercup. Quickly changing directions, she flew over to her sister as fast as she could.

"Buttercup! Buttercup, over here!" Bubbles hollered.

Hearing the cry, Buttercup stopped. "Bubbles, how did it go?"

Bubbles caught up and told her little water adventure. "The fire spreading problem is no longer as big of an issue."

Buttercup looked around at all the destruction going around below her and sighed. "I don't think that really matters. Just look at how fast those machines are working!"

Disappointed, Bubbles looked to see it to be true. Even though they had spent much time and energy on the task they had just completed, it looked as if it was all to no avail. Even as they spoke, the damage was increasing much fast then they could ever fix it. Townsville could quite possible be, for the first real time, doomed.

Bubbles was the first one to complain. "We can't keep this up!" She cried. "There's no way we can possible stop this army!"

Buttercup sat their floating in the air, a sad look on her face. As Buttercup thought things over, Bubbles continued. "We have to take it straight to the source. I say we just go in and bust mean old Mojo and ...." she hesitated, "and Blossom."

"No!" Buttercup said. "We have to delay the army for as long as we can. We have to give him some more time!"

Before Bubbles could ask what that meant, Buttercup started flying down to the surface. Not wanting to let Buttercup flight the cyborgs, if that were her intentions, or be left alone, Bubbles quickly took off after her.

As they charged the center of the group of cyborgs, Buttercup shouted off another plan she had just made up. "Okay Bubbles, the cyborgs have a faulty program. If we get them out of their current spots they are standing in, they won't attack till they get back."

"But how are we supposed to get all these machine people away from where they are standing?" Bubbles asked as they grew ever so near to the raging machines. "There are too many, it will take forever."

"You can knock a whole ton of them away with a huge explosions." Buttercup shouted a few seconds away from the army. "Just start flying all around and they'll take care of the rest. Remember what happened at that assembly line? We'll just have the cyborgs hit themselves!"

Right at the very last instant, the two Powerpuff Girls changed direction. Pulling a 90 turn, each going a different direction, they both missed the ground. They flew through the cyborg armies, but they didn't bother trying to hit them. Instead, they simply flew around they cyborgs in the most crazy zig-zag patterns they could do. A normal person watching would loose track very easy over where they really were in such a confusing blur.

But a cyborg is not as easily fooled. Taking carful aim at the intruders interfering with their destruction, the mechanical monsters shot with their extremely powerful weapons of destruction. The intensity of the beam caused the objects they had shot at to explode on impact. Much like had been happening all night.

The only problem, was that although the cyborgs were not as confused as normal people would be, they still couldn't hit the speedy weaving Powerpuff Girls. In destruction that would make Mojo-Jojo shout out his loudest "curses" ever, cyborg after cyborg was blown to bits by its own fellow soldier. Bits of flesh and metal flew through the night air, adding to the mess that was caused by the new editions to it.

Although hundreds of cybogs ahead and behind were completely unaware of what was going on, and was nowhere near all the damage going on several blocks down in their army, a small number was being eradicated. Sure, in the big picture it wasn't many percentage wise. But it was a good start.

Then, something particular happened. Some of the cyborgs, due to a Powerpuff Girl flying around them several times, were hit many times over by the extremely powerful weapons. All this energy could certainly not be contained in one object, and thus an explosion of large proportions would take place. This explosion, in turn, would set off a cyborg or two standing next to it that had received a rather large amount of damage as it was already. In turn, a small chain reaction of a few cyborgs would happen.

But that wasn't the best part. The explosions caused by these cyborgs also knocked the nearby machines of the same type away. Every time a group of cyborgs detonated, several more would be knocked over. And thus they would have to walk all the way back to their original positions before commencing attack.

Walking back and attacking everything again was only a short time for the cyborgs. As soon as they were knocked back, they were up and attacking again. At least, most of them were. For as they were being flung into other mechanicalized people, they were also getting in the way of other lasers. So not only were the cyborgs getting hit because they were being circled by a target, but because they were being tossed straight into line of fires. And they in turn would set off another series of explosions.

In short, it was pure pandemonium. Cyborgs were shooting each other and being tossed around, making huge piles of stunned mechanical menaces.

After about a minute of this, which actually seemed quite longer, Bubbles and Buttercup flew back up into the air away from the killer soldiers panting for air. The massive amount of confusion was too great for them to stay down there. Several shots were shot out after them, as they traveled farther and farther away from firing distance.

"Wow! That was so cool!" Bubbles squealed, looking at the huge mess they had just made. "Were did you get that idea?"

Buttercup proudly smiled. "Well, I remember the Professor and Blossom talking about atomic chain reactions or something a long time ago. I figured, heck, maybe it will work for laser shooting robots too."

Still smiling, Bubbles looked around at all the other cyborgs still active and destroying Townsville. "How much longer do you think it will take to get all these other machine people?" She asked.

The smile on Buttercup's face fell away as she thought about that. She looked at the dozens upon dozens of cyborgs that had just fallen. Then she looked at the hundreds upon hundreds and more still causing destruction. "I'm afraid that even this will take too long."

Both of them grew silent again. Bubbles was about to suggest that they take it straight to the source again, when Buttercup almost suggested the same thing. "Tell you what, I think we've given him enough time. There should be another swing through the front of the army to slow the others behind down, then we'll get Blossom and Mojo."

Bubbles nodded, and then took off. Then she stopped, because Buttercup wasn't following. "What's wrong Buttercup?"

"Bubbles, I'll take a few swings through the front of the army down those blocks down there." She said, indicating with her arm. "I have something else for you to do."

Bubbles scrached her head. "What could that be? Go try and talk to Blossom?"

"Naw, I don't think we have to, hopefully ..." Buttercup's voice trailed off for a second before continuing. "I want you meet me at that fortress thing after you pick someone up first."

Deep within the forest rested the deadly cyborg factory. Mojo's electrical tower stood next to it, charging up enough energy to light up the whole nearby area. The trees glowed with an eerie light as the factory sat their, its contents spilled out onto the nearby city of Townsville. It's evil look gloomed there, as it almost watched the carnage of Townsville take place. And it was this accursed spot our heros went.

From a distance, they could see Blossom talking with Mojo. They were still talking about this and that, not even aware of what was happening with the massive cyborg army. But what they were saying couldn't be picked up by super hearing because of all the pulsating energy on the tower. The two were in such an in depth conversation, that Mojo didn't see Buttercup coming.

"You're the only who could understand the problem ... OUCH!!" Mojo hollered as Buttercup kicked him in the head, sending him bouncing across the roof.

Immediately Blossom swung her robotic arm at her sister. Buttercup dodged it, and even dodged the punch thrown afterwards by Blossom's real arm. But Blossom was fighting so quickly and unexpectedly that Buttercup was violently smacked in the mouth by a kick spin.

Before Buttercup could get back up on her feat after being dealt such a blow, Blossom jumped at her. She raised her claw arm which started sparking a blue energy, ready for a very painful hit shock combo.

But before she could deal this attack from pure anger, a voice called out to her, asking her to stop.

Blossom immediately stopped and turned around, shocked to see the person here. This was the absolute least thing she was expecting to see. So unexpected, that the mood of the whole situation had completely changed. "Professor! What .... what are you doing here?" She asked in a horrified voice.

"Well, if I stayed back home, your cyborgs would have killed me." Professor Utonium said as Bubbles put him down. "But I'm sure you knew that."

Blossom frowned. Then she pouted her lip out. Once again, instead of looking like a demented villain with a twisted vision, she looked like a normally little girl who was in a very cranky and in need of a nap. "How could you possibly know what's going on!" She said, holding her head up high in a snoty sort of way.

"That's a good question!" Buttercup immediately yelled, getting up. "Maybe if you told us a thing or two ..."

Before she could finish that comment, she was knocked down by another kick to her head from Blossom. Bubbles quietly watched from behind the Professor who yelled at the two to stop.

And surprisingly, Blossom stopped again. The Professor sighed in relief. "You listened to me and stopped, Blossom."

Blossom looked at him. "What is that supposed to mean?" She demanded in her evil, and attempting to be angry voice.

"Well, you're a powerful creature that is taking over the world as we speak." He said. "And even with all your power and determination, you still listen to your parental figure."

"Parental figure, ha!" Blossom scoffed. "Yeah, some guy who just so happened to created me is supposed to be the boss of me! And then he expects me to treat him like a parent, even though he knows nothing about it? Don't make me laugh."

Buttercup flew up to the Professor as Blossom floated their in silence for a moment after saying that. At first, she looked nervous over what just happened, then angry again. "So what if I did listen to you!" She eventually sulked, crossing her arms. "That doesn't prove anything!"

The Professor took a step towards Blossom. "It means there is still some good in you. It means that you can still stop this madness, and come home with us."

"I'm sure!" Blossom grumbled. "You're just trying to save Townsville with all this talk. You're just saying and doing anything to save your beloved city."

"Now you stop that!" The Professor scolded, taking a few paces closer. "Bringing you home and listening to you is just important as saving the entire world."

"Hmmph!" Blossom said, turning her back to her family. "I can't go back."

"I know." The Professor confessed. "You said that already."

Blossom's eyes went much wider then they had ever been in her whole life. She spun around quickly and looked at the Professor in shock. "What .... what do you mean?" She asked, starting to get more nervous then she had been becoming.

The Professor looked at Blossom, then calmly said, "You told Bloom that."

This news hit Blossom so hard that she immediately backed up, shaking her head in disbelief. No, how is this possible. Something is not fitting in right. "How, how, how did you know that's what the name I had given my clone?" Blossom stuttered.

"Because she wasn't a clone honey." Explained the Professor. "Using your DNA from your blood sample, I was able to make something that looked like you. Then, using the final amount of chemical-X I had left, I brought it to life. Bloom was no more then my radio controlled Blossom look a like. She wasn't a Blossom Powerpuff, she was a Blossom puppet, so to say."

"But .... but how could you do that?" Blossom pleaded.

"It was simple. Chemical-X is the most life giving thing in existence. That's why it was-"

"No, not that!" Blossom said, almost in tears. "How could you do something like that to me!?! Didn't you consider me at all in any this?"

"You're going to destroy the whole world for what you try to justify as fun, and you dare ask me that question young lady!!?!" The Professor yelled, making all three Powerpuff Girls back away from a yelling adult. "For some reason you think you can do evil things! You're just making up some stupid excuses for all of this!"

The Professor boldly marched straight over to Blossom and grabbed her by the shoulders. "You think you know what is best for you, but you've proven that you don't!! What's best for you is not this! There is never an excuse to give into evil, no matter what you think, no matter what you tell yourself!"

The Professor pointed to Bubbles and Buttercup who were obviously amazed at how loud and emotional the Professor was. "Why do you think we're here, not only now, but always in the past? What do you think we are? A mistake of science? Just some people whom you always just happen to be inconveniently around you? Some nuisances that were put here by accident? That were are just average people like every other person you thought we were going to kill? For God's sakes, Blossom, WE ARE YOUR FAMILY!! And we will do anything and everything to help you!!!"

Blossom stared at the Professor, tears streaming from her eyes. She struggled to think up another excuse that she had been telling herself for years when the Professor stopped her.

"No Blossom, I know what you're going to say. I've heard everything that you've told Buttercup, Bubbles, and especially Bloom. You don't think we can handle your dark secrets inside of you. But it's become awfully apparent that you can't hold it all in to yourself."

Then, the Professor pulled Blossom in and hugged her tightly. Then he continued on in a calm voice, starting to cry himself. "That is why you are doing this, to vent your frustration and your anger. But why take it out on the world? Why even keep it in to yourself? You have three pairs of ears back home which will gladly help you carry your burden. All you have to do is ask."

Silence fell over the entire roof top. Nobody dared to speak, for nobody knew what to say. It was the thickest, most painful moment any of them had ever lived. Bubbles flew next to Buttercup just to be near someone. Buttercup felt the same way.

Finally, the Professor whispered to Blossom whom he was still hugging. "Now please Blossom, stop this so we can go home."

Blossom sniffed back some tears before whispering in a very soft voice that only the Professor could hear, "Okay daddy."

"Noooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" Mojo-Jojo suddenly shouted out, surprising everyone. He came running up to Blossom and the Professor and started shouting. "Nobody is going to destroy my plans on global domination!!"

"Give it up Mojo!" Buttercup shouted, making her way over to the megalomaniac monkey. "You're not going to enjoy your cyborg army take over if you're gone, now!"

Mojo glared at all of them, an insane look on his face. "Never! I have spent years and years developing this plan, and it's about time I won for once! This is the plan to win, and win I shall! Why is it that good always has to triumph over evil? Why can't Jojo ever get what he wants?"

Bubbles went behind Mojo as Buttercup circled him from the front. "Because you're an evil monkey, that's why."

"And it's about time we put an end to you're evil schemes!!" Buttercup added, getting ready to finish this once and for all. "Never again will you create an evil plan like this again."

Going insane over everything that has happened, Mojo started laughing evilly. "That's right Buttercup! That's right! We are going to end this here and now!"

The Professor looked up as Blossom still held on to him fast. Before anyone could ask what Mojo was going to do, he told them. "Just look at this picture we have here! A few minutes ago, Blossom was sending off an army to destroy the world. And now she's forgiven!! That is to say, that now she is forgiven, you do not seem to care about the fact that she is evil and wants to kill you all!"

"That's because she's family!" Buttercup yelled.

"I was family too!" Mojo shouted as loud as he possibly could, his voice echoing in the woods. He was oddly making reference to how he used to be the Professor's pet monkey, until the girls came and ended up ignoring him away. His origin story was something he never bought up. By now, he was waving his arms all around, screaming like a maniac. "You have forsaken me ever since you were created. Well, now I'm going to end it once and for all!"

Then, Mojo pressed several buttons on his watch. After he finished a complicated sequence, something happened.

At first, it seemed like nothing interesting was happening, until they noticed the lighting. All the power in the entire factory was disappearing. Slowly, the entire fortress slipped away from its almighty and powerful state. Machines stopped, computers turned off, and commanding cyborgs quickly deactivated. All the power to the electronic devices were cut off. It was as if someone had pulled the plug on the bathtub of power. The huge and loud humming sound that had been filling the forest for quiet some time slowly died away.

Meanwhile, inside of Townsville, people were still running around and screaming. Sounds of hundreds of machines with firing lasers could be heard echoing throughout the whole area. Fires continued to spread, sucking away the life of whatever it touched.

Suddenly, the air filled with a different sound. At first, the survivors running for cover thought it was just another deadly weapon being shot. But then, the loud humming sound that had just mysteriously started ended. It happened so loud and so fast, nobody dared to see what had happen.

But then everyone noticed something. It was nothing. There wasn't a single sound coming from outside their hiding places. Slowly, people came out of their bomb shelters, from their closets, or from underneath their beds. Curious as to what happened, they all looked to where death was once approaching them.

What a relief came when the sight was seen. A loud cry of happyness and joy was soon raised throughout the whole city of Townsville. For the first time in a few hours, there was much rejoicing.

Every last cyborg had been deactivated, and were now lying in a pile of wreckage.

Back to the fortress, everyone wondered what Mojo was doing.

"Mojo, what are you doing?" Bubbles asked.

"Yeah, you just shut down every single thing." Buttercup said. "Are you giving up or what?"

Mojo smiled in the freakiest smile he had ever smiled in his whole life. "So we all care about our happy little family right here, huh? For family is a happy thing, and that makes us happy. Well, it's time for me to end it once and for all. To put a stop to the pain that has been plaguing me all these years! These years that pain had been plauging me will end, because I am going to end it! I'm, "giving into the evil inside of myself" so to say!"

It was then that everyone noticed Mojo's tower. This device was designed to power not only the factory, but every single cyborg in some secret way as well. And this tower put off more energy then the power of an atomic bomb. An energy that could simply not be held in one simple area.

But instead of turning it off, Mojo had turned the power up and cut off all exits for the power. So it was still building up its special power upon itself, but it wasn't releasing it. Everyone watched in horror as the electrical current pulsed faster and faster, getting louder by the millisecond. Soon, the super strength metallic tower itself started glowing an eerie glow. It started off red, but soon grew lighter and lighter. And easy indicator that it was not going to contain itself much longer.

Buttercup was the first to speak up. "What did you do Mo-Jerk?" She hollered, barely able to hold herself from punching Mojo without waiting for an answer.

"It's very simple dear Powerpuff Girl," Mojo explained, "you see, this tower cannot hold all that power. The power it makes must be given off, because it cannot hold it. It is designed to practically power the entire planet. And, well, I guess it's going to explode and kill us all!"

Everyone gasped at this news. Bubbles backed up to the Professor. Buttercup kept glaring at Mojo, but it was getting harder to do so. The tower was becoming extremely brighter.

"But why kill us all, even yourself!?" Bubbles cried, shielding her eyes.

"Because there is no US!!!" Mojo hollered, finally achieving a victory, revenge! "There is only bitter and confused enemies!"

Buttercup frowned. "Well, we'll see about that!" Then she shot off her most powerful eye laser ever straight at the tower.

But it was no use. The electricity flying off the invention overcame and erased the laser blast before it even got close. As Buttercup and Bubbles gasped, Mojo laughed.

"You see!" He giggled, jumping up and down pointing. "Not even you with your super powers can stop this much power! It's hopeless! There is no hope! If you say you have some hope, then you are wrong! And wrong you are if you think your super powers can stop this, and so there must not be any hope at all! You, this building, these woods, Townsville, and maybe even beyond that are all about to be wiped clean off the planet! We all loose in the end with evil! Feel it's power!!"

Buttercup looked at the tower which was painful to do so, even when squinting into the light. By now, it was completely a blazing white. The pulsating was so strong that with each wave, the fortress shook. Everyone nearby in Townsville, even if they couldn't feel the rumbling, could at least see the light.

"And don't even think about punching it down!" Mojo pointed out. "That thing is so energized, that no biological thing could even touch it!"

"Then I guess a non-biological object must do it." Blossom said. Nobody had seen her move over to Mojo, and how had her metallic arm on his shoulder.

Mojo gasped. A look of sadness quickly filled his entire face. As he shook his head, he started muttering quietly. "No .... no, you wouldn't! Not after all we've been though, you can't end it like this! This cannot be the ending. How dare you betray me!!"

"You betrayed us first!!!" Blossom cried as loud as she could.

As Buttercup, Bubbles, and the Professor watched, Blossom told Mojo that she was sorry. Then, before anyone could react, Blossom flew off at the tower.

"No! Blossom!!" Everyone called out. They all tried to watch what happened next, but it was too bright.

What happened next was very hard to see. First of all, the tower was about to blow, taking half the state with it. Then suddenly, a scream filled the air. Even though everyone there couldn't see it, they knew what was happening.

Squinting in the intense light, Bubbles and Buttercup could make out Blossom grabbing onto the tower with her robotic arm. Gagillians of megavolts of power surged throughout her body as she struggled to hold on. The pure intensity of the loose power was burning everything it touched.

Then, the tower creaked, buckled, and started to fall onto the fortress. Grabbing the Professor, Bubbles and Buttercup flew away as fast as they could go. The crashing tower just barely missing them.

Mojo on the other hand, was not as lucky as they were. Screaming and running, he did the only thing he could think of. And that was to jump off the roof away from the collapsing building. He plummeted to the ground below, debree following him the whole way down. Eventually, he hit, and hard.

After rolling down a hill for several miles, away from the imploding fortress, Mojo finally came to rest. Muttering one last "curses", he passed out from injuries.

Meanwhile, while watching from a distance, Buttercup, Bubbles, and the Professor watched the factory fall upon itself. All the energy was crackling through the compound, causing everything to explode. The foundation of the building was violently ripped apart, and the rest of the structure followed in a great deal of grinding and crumpling noise. The trio had to back up some more, so as not to be hit by flying debree. The sound of the immense wreckage could be heard from miles upon miles around. Even people in nearby cites far away, who had also seen some bright light, now could hear a noise commotion. Much like one hears when a train carrying metal crashes into a nuclear power plant.

The three watched in awe as the massive construct that once releaced the worlds doom fell victim to its own power. In a matter of a few minutes, the smashing and crashing was over. An enormous, thick blanket of dust settled over the entire forest area.

The threat of the unstoppable cyborg army had just been permanently stopped. The world was safe again.

All that remained, was to find Blossom.

A while later, the dust had settled enough for everyone to see the damage. The factory was completely destroyed. Smashed machinery, torn wires, and utter destruction lay everywhere. Fires were starting to spread over the area that now looked like a junk yard for a computer factory. The tower was no longer visible, just pieces of it lying everywhere inside a larger wreak of a building.

And Blossom was nowhere in sight.

The two Powerpuff Girls rummaged through the rubble, looking for any sign of their sister. Everyone, even the Professor, did everything they could to shift through the metallic wreckage that once controlled the world's doom. After an hour in what seemed like an eternity, an answer was found. Buttercup called to the other two, who hurried over to see what Buttercup had found.

Lying underneath the remains of a large section of the mechanical tower and other miscellaneous building pieces was hopefully Blossom. They could see a burnt red hair bow sticking out from a large section of one of the walls. Bubbles and Buttercup immediately started tossing away the pieces as fast as their little Powerpuff arms could go. The Professor stood back to let the two work feverishly away, and to aviod the flying dibris. They soon got closer and closer to Blossom, who still had made no movements to show that she was alive.

As everyone started worrying that they could be too late, a moan was heard from under the wreckage. Overjoyed that Blossom was indeed alive, the two began digging even harder and more determined. After a few seconds, the rubble was cleared away from Blossom. Bubbles let out a cheer of happiness that they had found Blossom safe and sound. A look of relief came over Buttercup and the Professor's face. Maybe things would be okay after all. Perhaps life could slowly start to turn back to being normal, or at least as close as it could possibly get.

But all was not well. Looking twice, the two remaining Powerpuff Girls gasped in shock. Before the Professor could see what his daughters had discovered, Bubbles flew off into the distance, crying. Realizing that something was very wrong, the Professor ran up to Buttercup to see what they saw.

What he saw made his heart ache and practically twist in two. There, lying in the middle of the junk, was Blossom. Not only was her hair bow severely burnt, but also her cloths, body, and even her hair. Her robotic arm lay lifeless in the junk, completely destroyed and inoperative. But the worst part was the blood, which was lying around her and the nearby area.

Buttercup slowly backed away from a sight she was not prepared to see. She had no idea how true the words of Mojo on saying how powerful the tower was to be true. Plus the huge falling building couldn't have helped either. And although she had seen many deaths of many monsters, there actually was no way to be prepared to see such a sight as this.

The Professor dropped to his knees next to Blossom who was breathing heavily. He slowly supported her head and lifted her up. Blossom made no response, but kept staring into oblivion, groaning in pain. Tears running down his face, the Professor struggled to regain himself to try and speak to Blossom.

Luckily for him, Blossom spoke first. But she did it in a weak and scratchy whisper, which was the best that she could do. "Is that you Professor?" She asked.

"Yes. Yes, it's me Blossom." He quietly answered.

A smirk came across her face as Blossom continued. "Can't see much. Haven't seen anything after the huge bright light from that blast from the tower. I know it can't be the light at the end of the tunnel. I don't deserve-"

"Blossom, don't say such things!" The Professor said, not letting her finish.

"No!" Blossom shook her head which brought more pain. "Why was I so foolish? Why did I keep everything to myself and try to fix it all in my own way? Now, I've killed countless amounts of people and betrayed everything I love. Everyone had been pointing this out to me. This whole time, people have been giving me the right answers. Everyone knew what to do after all. They all saw it, why couldn't I?"

The Professor sighed, tears running down his face. "Let's not worry about such things now. Now we have to get you to a doctor and-"

"No!" Blossom shouted again. "Just leave me here! I deserve this for what I've done."

By this time Buttercup had stomached the situation up enough to float on over. "Blossom, you know darn well we're never going to leave ya here!"

Before she could continue, Blossom turned her head away from Buttercup. "Buttercup, what are you doing? How could you stand being around me?" She cried. "I tried to kill you twice! How can you love someone who would do something like that?"

Blossom started crying harder which soon turned into more coughs that contained blood. Flinching over the scene, Buttercup glided over and held Blossom's real hand.

"I love you, because I know you have and will always love me. You'll always love your family. If anyone should be blamed for this, it should be me!"

Blossom gasped. "What? What would make you think that?"

Buttercup sniffed back a tear. "Because I was so mean to you! I ... I didn't know that everything I did to you only made you hurt on the inside a whole bunch! I didn't try to push you over to the evil side! So it's my fault you chose to go with Mojo's plan to calm your angry thoughts."

Now Bubbles had finally joined the group. But she still couldn't look at her sister. Instead, she floated behind the Professor. She hugged him and buried her face in his back.

Blossom struggled to talk, and coughed some more. Then she continued, her voice down to a mere whisper that was harder to make out. "Buttercup, don't you ever think that again! How were you to know? If I would have told the people I loved how I wanted to do evil, then things would have been different. But I didn't."

She waited a bit to catch her breath. "All my life I've wanted to do evil. Oh how I wanted so much to be bad. Even more so them most everyone else in the world. I hated it. I didn't want to do evil, but the evil thoughts never left me. I didn't think anyone would understand. It would ruin my reputation if I told everyone my dark secrets, and then nobody would love me anymore. Eventually I felt that the only way I could get rid of evil was to give into evil."

She paused, feeling the emotions of her own confession. "There, I finally said it. Now you know why I did what I did."

The Professor gently hugged Blossom. "Blossom, you may believe everyone will think less of you if they knew the evil you wished. You may think that this might make you an unlovable person. But we don't care. We truly love you as a loving family, and will always do anything to help you. That is how you can get rid of the evil in your heart."

Turning her head towards him, Blossom smiled. "Now if only I wasn't so egotistic to admit my mistakes so that they could be fixed. Then I wouldn't have caused so much pain to the three people here whom I can't help but love so much."

Silence fell over the group. The only sounds that were heard was the sparking of a few wires, the crackling of a few fires, and an occasional moan from Blossom. Bubbles finally poked her head from behind the Professor to see her regretful sister. Buttercup still held Blossom's hand, never intending to let go again.

Eventually, Blossom turned her eyes towards the heavens above. She couldn't see anything such as the stars, but she knew they were out there.

"Are the stars out?" Blossom weakly asked.

The three around her gazed up to the sky to see nothing but the dark clouds rolling in. Dismayed by this, the Professor turned to Blossom. Remembering that there was a lot of philological things going on, he said, "I can't lie to you sweetie, but a storm is covering up the sky. I guess we can't see what they are all really like right now. Which one is brighter then the other and such."

Blossom chuckled. "Ironic ..." She muttered. She continued to blindly stare up where the starry heavens would have been displayed. Yes, she knew what they meant to her. They meant something special.

Then .... taking a deep breath and one last imaginary look at the stars above ... Blossom Utonium passed away.

At that moment, almost as if fate was watching himself, it started to rain. The three were oblivious to the downpour of the heavens, and sat their in silence. Slowly, the Professor lowered Blossom back to the ground. Buttercup let Blossom's real hand limply slide away from hers. Bubbles tried to sniff back a few tears before all three of them started to personally mourn over the loss of a loved one.

End of Part Three