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03: Revelations
It was only a few scare minutes before midnight when the Powerpuff Girls and Rowdyruff Boys gathered around the mysterious golden statue.
"Guess this is it," Brick said. "Time to get some answers."
"But do we really want them?" Boomer asked.
"It ain't about wanting them, its about needing them," Brick responded.
"I suppose your right," Boomer said, letting out a breath. "Ready?"
Everyone nodded and joined hands. A light-headed feeling came over them as their vision all went black.
When the kids regained consciousness, they found themselves floating in a black void. The only thing anyone could perceive in the sea of blackness was the other five.
"This is it?" Bubbles asked.
"Not many spirits for a spirit realm," Buttercup said.
"It had trees and stuff last time," Butch remembered.
"When I first woke up, this is all I saw. I think that guy can control what happens in this place."
"That is correct," the man said, as he appeared in front of the kids.
"Okay, the girls forgave us. Now, we want some answers," Brick said bluntly.
"I shall. But first, I must warn you. After you listen to my words, you will be forced into a grand battle. I am a general in the war between good and evil. Once you hear of what has happened since life began, you six shall change. This is a daunting step, and if you do not wish to stay, I understand and can return you to Townsville."
"I'm in," Brick said.
"Same here," Boomer answered.
"I ain't scared of nothing," Butch said smugly.
"No way I'm letting those guys get all the action," Buttercup responded.
"Someone has to make sure you don't get yourselves killed," Blossom said.
"We've stopped evil stuff before, so we can handle this," Bubbles said.
"Though your answer pleases me, I am afraid that this is not such a simple battle. I have been called many names in my life, and the passage of time has made such trappings foolish in my perspective. Since you children learn to associate so many things with names, you may call me White. Good and evil have warred since time began, and will continue until time stops. I make this out to be a grand war that will wipe out one side, but it shall not. Good and evil will continue as long as those traits exist in the hearts and souls of people."
"Well duh. Sounds like anything you would read in some dumb philosophy books," Buttercup interjected.
"But now I will show you what is different. A battle is coming soon. A battle between myself and a general on the side of evil. Through strange circumstances, Townsville is destined to be the battlefield. That is why I have chosen you six to act as protectors for the time being."
"We've always protected Townsville. Does this make it official just because you say so?" Buttercup asked, a little angered by White's arrogance.
"No. When I say protectors, I mean that you will have to take a more vigorous role in protecting the city. The villains you have fought thus far are nothing. They are below the notice of the evils soon to come."
This got the girls attention. "Nothing?" Bubbles asked.
"No. Each villain you have fought to this day are specks of dust in the desert."
"Even Mojo Jojo?" Brick asked.
"HA! Mojo Jojo has a flaw in each of his plans. These flaws lead to his defeat every time. These constant mistakes show just how stupid he is."
"I love to be around if ya ever told him that," Butch said.
"What about Him?" Blossom asked.
White shook his head. "Him is an even greater fool. Though he is a true devil, he is a minor devil. I could rend his soul from his body with no effort. No, the evils coming will be much more sinister, and will use every and any method to attain their goals."
"What is their goal?" Boomer asked.
"They will destroy lives and souls."
"Why Townsville?" Bubbles asked.
"Two artifacts of power are destined to make their way to Townsville. The first already has. It is my golden statue. The second will be a silver statue of evil's general. He is an enemy that I have fought for thousands of year. We are complete equals, and neither of us can claim a victory over the other. This, however, will be our final battle."
"How can you be sure of that?" Blossom asked.
"It has been a thousand years since our last battle. We have each been concentrating our powers, and they are now reaching their peak. With so much energy in one place, something has to give. But I have a problem. Though this statue is my spiritual realm, it is also my eternal prison. Until either one of us is destroyed completely, we will both return to our statue once we run out of power. I need my statue to be protected and to remain undisturbed, so I can continue to gather my power. That is why I need you six. You children need to protect my statue, so when my rival appears, I can fight him at my full power."
"How? You said that the new evils would be more powerful and would do anything to win," Blossom said.
"I can give you six a power. You girls were created with a powerful compound called Chemical X. This chemical was created thousands of years ago by a powerful alchemist. He wished to use it to create a race of invincible soldiers. He perished before he could test it. The formula was re-discovered by Professor Utonium shortly before he created you girls."
"What about us?" Brick asked.
"When I re-created your bodies, I used the original formula. Though slightly different than Chemical X, the power I give you will still hold. This also eliminates your weakness to physical affection from females."
"Lucky you!" Bubbles said.
"Yeah. Yippee." Butch said, sarcasm dripping from his voice.
"Hey, when we were here last time, you said we were meant to be good guys. What did you mean?" Boomer asked.
"Indeed. That is the fault of my rival. He used his power to change destiny. You were meant to be created three months ago by Professor Utonium and Chemical X, not Mojo Jojo and toilet water."
"What changed things?" Brick asked.
"I am not sure, but what is done is done. That past is that, the past. You six must focus on the battles to come. It will not be easy, nor will it be enjoyable, even to the most martial of you. When dealing with forces of this magnitude, some very unpleasant things may happen."
"You mean people might. . .die?" Bubbles asked.
"Yes, but I must tell you something now. When dealing with devils, there are some things that are much worse than death."
Silence once again filed the realm. The children glanced nervously at each other.
"I am sorry, but you children have been put in bad spots. You six must now mature and deal with things you should not have to. But there is no other choice. You six are the only ones who can receive the power that will allow you to match, and maybe defeat, the evil that will come."
"You keep talking about this power. What is it?" Buttercup asked.
"I can unlock the true power of the elixir used to create you. This power is the ability to adapt. Your bodies will develop new powers, and will grow stronger."
"What kind of powers?" Boomer asked.
"I do not know. The powers will emerge as you grow as individuals, and as they are needed. I know that this is a lot to take in, and I am sorry that you must know what you do now at such tender ages. I will ask you once more. Will you six protect my statue and the town?"
The children looked at each other, and then began thinking to themselves. What had happened within the last few hours, and what would happen in the coming days.
"If we say no, could you move the battle away from Townsville?" Blossom asked.
"No. This is the battlefield destiny has chosen, and that cannot be changed."
"But this bad dude changed destiny so we turned bad," Butch said.
"Some things in destiny are concrete, and others are flexible. The hearts of mortals are always flexible."
"So, we basically have no choice. Fight the demons with power, or without it?" Buttercups asked.
"Unfortunately, yes."
"Then the only answer we can give is yes," Brick said, the others agreeing with him.
"Thank you. Now, as you return to your realm, your new power will be in effect. If I ever need to contact you, I will speak to you telepathically. And one last thing. For what shall happen in the following days, I apologize. If it could be different, I would have it be. But this is the only way."
With his final words said, the kids again blacked out. They awoke back in Townsville standing around the statue. The kids suddenly felt very tired. Looking around, they could see it was now light outside.
"Oh man, how long were we with White?" Buttercup asked.
"Dunno. Too long, 'cause I'm beat," Brick said.
"Ugh, need sleep," Bubbles groaned.
"Time must run at a different speed in his statue," Blossom said.
The Professor took this moment to check outside. He looked quite relieved when he saw all the kids back.
"Kids! It's about time you got home! What happened?"
"Talked, learned stuff, now need sleep," Bubbles said, almost falling asleep on the ground.
"We can explain, but can we sleep first?" Buttercup asked.
"Of course. Girls, on the way to your room, show the boys into the guestroom. I put one of your old beds in there for them to use."
"Thanks, we appreciate it," Brick said.
"Professor, can you put that statue somewhere so it doesn't get moved around much?" Blossom asked.
"Of course. Now, you kids get some sleep."
The children nodded, and slowly floated upstairs, with a quick detour to the guestroom. It was well kept, and had one of the girls old beds in it. The reason the professor had made a new one is because the headboard had been broken, but the boys could care less about that, because they were out the second they hit the bed. The girls were a similar case, and didn't even change into the pajamas.
The Professor took the statue down to his lad, and placed it in a vault he usually reserved for dangerous chemicals. Since he was currently out, it was the best place for it. Though the kids made it out to be very important, Professor Utonium felt uneasy whenever he looked at it.
The day was uneventful for the rest of the morning, and into the early afternoon. The kids continued to sleep, each seeming very peaceful, and the Professor couldn't bring himself to awaken any of them. At a little after noon he had no need, because the hotline woke the girls up. Blossom, still a little groggy, went and picked it up.
"Hello?" she asked, tiredness still evident.
"WAAH! Blossom, Mojo Jojo is attacking City Hall! Help!" the Mayor yelled, sounds of destruction plaguing the background.
"Hold on, Mayor! We'll be right there!" Blossom said, hanging up and shaking her sisters awake. "Come on! Mojo is attacking City Hall!"
"Again? Sheesh, ya think he would learn by now," Buttercup said.
"Do we hafta? I'm still sleepy," Bubbles commented.
"We all are, but someone needs to stop Mojo!" Blossom said, sounding quite noble.
"Can't we send the boys?" Bubbles asked.
"I don't think we should let them come. Boomer could go into another one of those fits."
"And letting Butch too near Mojo could be REAL bad," Buttercup said.
"Same thing with Brick. We've stopped Mojo before, we just have to do it again, then we can come back and get more sleep!" Blossom said, flying out the window, her sisters following close behind.
Meanwhile, Mojo Jojo was having a great time with his newest invention. It was a flying saucer with three arms, and several laser cannons sticking out of the bottom, with Mojo sitting inside a clear bubble. This model was superior to his previous models. The armor was thicker, weapons stronger, and Mojo had added a new weapon that would trap the Powerpuff Girls. How could Mojo not be happy?
"Hahaha! Yes, run you cowards! The hunt is always the most fun, and therefor it must be extended, for I, Mojo Jojo, am in a good mood! My mood is good, for I have created a new weapon that will crush those accursed Powerpuff Girls! This weapon will be their undoing! The end! The finale! The last ride! The final curtain! The deep six! The pinfall! The finishing touch! The fatality! The absolute last time they will be seen living! Yes, run! Run for Mojo! Like hamsters in a small, plastic wheel meant for exercise, but is more for my amusement!"
Though quite entertaining, this rant took quite a while, and gave the girls time to arrive with their usual war cry.
"Not so fast!"
"Mojo!"
"Jojo!"
Mojo regarded the girls, looked at a stopwatch, and shook his head. "I am disappointed in you girls. You are late, and also tardy. Usually you arrive twenty seconds sooner, thus giving I, Mojo Jojo, twenty seconds more to destroy Townsville!"
"Give us a break! We had a long night!" Blossom retorted.
"Besides, you most likely spent the extra time ranting!" Buttercup said.
"I, Mojo Jojo, do not rant! I, Mojo Jojo, merely vocalize my inner feelings to accentuate what a profound villain I, Mojo Jojo, truly am!"
"Give us a break! Now, we're going to break your space ship, and get home so we can sleep! Girls, attack pattern alpha four!" Blossom commanded.
The girls land under Mojo's ship. Buttercup and Bubbles begin spiraling skyward while Blossom flies straight up, intent on smashing through Mojo's ship.
The plan had a flaw, however. As Bubbles and Buttercup created the spiral, it lifted Mojo's ship higher up, keeping it out of Blossom's attack range.
"Girls! Slow down!" Blossom yelled.
Unfortunately, Bubbles and Buttercup were too intent on staying in formation, and couldn't hear Blossom.
Mojo had expected some fancy maneuver to this effect. He had designed his ship with several special features, including a new lock-on system for his special weapons. And it so happened all three girls were in range. With a cruel smile, Mojo hit a large red button marked "The Button".
The three arms of the saucer shot towards the girls, each hitting their marks. Two small holes opened on the top and bottom of the arm, and a reddish bubble encased each girl.
"Hahaha! Now I, Mojo Jojo, have captured the Powerpuff Girls in my latest invention, the Mojo Bubble! This special bubble is not only quite fetching, but is also ice, laser, punch, kick, headbutt, and scream proof! This leaves you girls free to watch without getting in the way of my evil plan! It is fortunate I found enough of the special material to make three bubbles, but I unfortunately have no more, meaning none is left after this, but that is irrelevant, as you are trapped within, inside, and in! Mwahahahahaha!"
The epic battles of the Powerpuff Girls had become legend in Townsville, and now there was a television station dedicated to televising each battle. This enabled the citizens to view their heroes in action, from a safer distance. Professor Utonium did not like the way this battle was going. He could see the girls were tired from their venture into that spirit world earlier today, and were now trapped in those bubbles.
"Darn it! If only the girls could out number those blasted arms!" the Professor mused, trying to figure something out. Suddenly, he slapped his forehead. "Of course! How could I forget! The girls may be trapped, but the boys aren't!"
The Professor raced upstairs towards the guestroom, burst in, and saw the boys still asleep.
"Boys! Get up! The girls need your help!" Professor Utonium yelled, shaking the boys awake.
"AAHH! We're up!" Brick yelled, quite surprised.
"Okay, already!" Butch said, quite annoyed.
Boomer pouted. "I almost got to ride the pony."
"Forget the pony! Mojo Jojo has the girls trapped and. . ."
"MOJO JOJO! We're there!" all three boys said, crashing through the ceiling.
It wasn't hard for the ruffs to find the battlefield. Not many flying saucers holding the Powerpuff Girls hostage were out this time of day.
"So, do we just pound him, or do we make a big production out of this?" Brick asked.
"Production," Butch answered.
"Let's have some fun with the bastard," Boomer said, leveling a dark gaze and the saucer.
"I love you guys," Brick said, a demented grin coming over his face. "I got a great plan, just follow my lead.
Mojo was still having a blast. He had the girls hostage, he couldn't hear their heroic babbling, and the Townies were running around like chickens with their heads cut off. Then all of a sudden, they all stopped, mouths hanging wide open. Mojo was quite confused, since his readouts showed the girls were still captive.
"Hey! Why aren't you people running from the great Mojo Jojo!? I, Mojo Jojo, am quite scary in my flying saucer! That is to say. . ." Mojo never got to finish his sentence.
"It's the Rowdyruff Boys! Now we're really screwed!" someone on the ground yelled.
"What?! My sons?! Where?" Mojo said.
"Behind ya!" Butch yelled.
Mojo could hardly believe his eyes as he looked behind him. It was his sons the Rowdyruff Boys, floating several feet from the saucer. Mojo rubs his eyes before a mile wide grin appears on his face.
"Boys! My demonic offspring! The rotten apples of my evil eye! But how? Those meddling heroines, the Powerpuff Girls, blew you up! How is it that you are now here, clearly in one piece instead of many?"
"We got a second chance," Brick said.
"We learned from our mistakes," Butch continued.
"We're the new and improved Rowdyruff Boys," Boomer said.
"We're stronger!"
"We're kiss proof!"
"And we're good guys!"
"Ah yes, stronger always good and the kiss proof is a nice addition, and being good has its merits. Now then we. . . .GOOD GUYS?!" Mojo asked, his jaw dropping.
"We felt all the pain we caused. All the suffering and all the angst," Brick said.
"We were given a second chance, and we got the girls to forgive us," Butch said.
"So in other words. . ." Boomer began.
"LET OUR FRIENDS GO!" all three boys yelled.
Mojo was in pure shock for a few seconds. "How could this have happened. I, Mojo Jojo, created them, fed the, taught them to be evil, and this is how they repay me, Mojo Jojo? This must be some sort of cruel joke played on me before my imminent triumph right?" Mojo asked, looking at the boys. The shook their heads in unison.
"This cannot be happening. This is some sort of joke. Professor Utonium's do gooding girls and my bad boys, friends? No this, as in the horrible situation I, Mojo Jojo, now face is a bad dream. It cannot be happening, it is not real, therefore it is not happening, right?" the boys continue to stare holes in Mojo. Mojo then turns to the girls. "They, that referring to the boys, are not lying? They are indeed aligned with you three miserable brats?" Mojo asked. The girls sported huge grins as they nodded their head in unison.
"Oh dear," was all Mojo could say.
With yells that portrayed their inner rage, the boys rushed the saucer. Their pass shot them through the arms. Each arm snapped, and the bubbles that encased the girls vanished. The six kids now hovered as a group in front of Mojo Jojo.
"Thanks guys! Now, I think it's time Mojo got a beating. . .times six!" Blossom said.
"This is gonna be great," Buttercup said, cracking her knuckles, or decided lack thereof.
"No!" Brick said, as he and the boys floated in front of the girls.
"You've taken this joker down lots of times. It our turn now," Butch said.
The girls look at each other for a few seconds, nod, and float back to give the boys room.
"Thanks," Boomer said.
"What do ya say guys?" Brick asked.
"Time for some sissy bashin'!" Butch said.
"You know, now would be a good time to shout some sort of motto," Boomer pointed out.
"Good point, but what?" Brick asked.
"I got one!" Butch said, whispering to phrase to his brothers, who each got a grin on their face.
"Shall we?" Boomer asked.
"Okay boys. . . .LET'S GET ROWDY!" Brick said, charging at Mojo with his brothers close behind.
To Be Continued