Mange
(Chapter 6)
By
Mastermind (mind@eot.com)
Disclaimer:
Spawn and Related Indicia are copyright by Todd McFarlene and his army of Lawyers, I'm simply paying homage to him.
Batman Beyond and all related indicia are copyright of Time Warner and the WB, I simply like the way they got Kenny Wayne Shepherd to play the intro to their only feature film (so far) and that's why I refer to it in the intro.
Christoph © 1997-2002 Mastermind.
Powerpuff Girls and Related Indicia are copyright of Cartoon Network and Craig McCraken I simply think they have more potential then they are using now.
Blossom sighed softly, letting the water run down her body, the nice soothing shower a break to the recent violence that had filled her life in the past 48 hours. Gang members, Library robberies that aren't, fabrics that shouldn't be, it was a lot for a former superhero turned average detective.
Washing the rest of the soap off of her chest, she opened the door and wrapped herself in a towel, grabbing another one and doing her hair. As she pushed open the bathroom door of her meager apartment, she looked around, a subconscious feeling that she was being watched always inside her head.
The phone rang, causing her to jump.
Walking over to it, she looked at the caller ID and picked up the receiver. "Hello?" she adjusted her towel, making sure it wouldn't fall off. "Dexter, good, and what did you find out?"
"Well Blossom, this stuff you gave me is off the charts."
"What are you talking about?"
"I broke this green zhit down and half of it isn't even on the elemental table!"
"How can that be?"
"It can't, so whatever you gave me was either tainted, or from outer fucking spaaace!"
"What were you able to identify?"
"What the computer was able to ID was a few basic things, Brimstone, water, green goo, your basic things that can't exist together..."
"Brimstone?"
"Yeah, you know, Brimstone, fire and brimstone, like the stuff in hell" he said with a chuckle. "Sulfur, genius, brimstone is sulfur."
"Ah, thanks for the help."
"You owe me a date you kn—"
Blossom hung up before he could finish; her thoughts elsewhere. How could something like that be in whomever that was? It must have been acting as its blood, wasn't' it?
"No, that's as crazy as it being Buttercup." She said to herself, walking into her bedroom and shutting the door.
Grabbing some things from a few drawers, she let her towel fall, the moonlight from the cracked blinds reflecting off her curves. Putting on her bra and panties, she heard the phone ring again, and this time decided to let her machine get it.
Putting on different things she scoffed, tossing various items from her closet to the floor, unable to find the right vest or right blazer. Finally finding the right colors, she threw her outfit on and put her gun and badge in their places and headed for the door, forgetting about the answer machine blinking with a new message.
Mange paced in her 'home base' as she called it, the old run down church in a slum area of Townsville had been her home now for a good two days now, soon to be three. Many things swirled through her mind, none of which were making any sense.
"Ok, so I was obviously killed by this jerk off named HIM, I went to Hell, and then I sold my soul?" Mange paced, her chains floating around her like snakes waiting to strike. "That just doesn't sound like me…wait I don't even know who I am. I'm not this Buttercup, she died. WHO AM I!?"
She threw her chains towards the center podium of the church, smashing wood and sending splitters everywhere.
"On the upside, I'm getting the hang on these things." She smirked, or went through the motions, having no lower jaw to smirk with. "Maybe being a new person isn't such a bad idea, I've got this urge to kick ass, and apparently before I wasn't able to, being a super heroine."
She paced faster, her memories running into each other, her cape flowing with her mood, calm at first, then getting faster and more alive as she did.
She let out a growl and looked toward a beer bottle to her left, a chain shooting from under her cape from seemingly nowhere and shattering it, it's claw at the end closing and turning into a spearhead. "Getting better." She smiled and retracted the third chain, she had come to realize that she must have two visible, and a lot more she can call on. "Maybe it's time for a field test." She grinned to herself.
Looking upward, her chains shot forward, grabbing what stable piece of the roof was left and clamping onto it, pulling her to the top, where she gathered herself and looked around, looking for a likely target.
"Ah-ha! " She smiled, spotting a pair of men walking down the far side of the neighborhood. "Perfect." She smiled, her eyes flaring green in the darkness, and she leapt from rooftop to rooftop, closing in on them.
Deep in the center of Townsville, a shadowy figure walked back and forth before a smashed window, a cape flowing behind it.
"Curse those …no…Curse that Blossom, even in this 'Brave New World', she continues to interfere with my plans!" a filtered female voice said, her features still in the shadows, a few computer screens flickering data. "Those Powerpuff girls, like weeds, cut one down, another pops up!"
A well developed female figure emerged from the shadows, her attire identical to that of the greatest nemesis of Townsville, Mojo Jojo.
"15 years, and still they impede my progress in conquering this city! " the girl continued her rant, her face covered in a gas mask device of sorts, the air hoses running to a tank on her back. "I, Mojo Jojo, having defeated death it's self, still cannot rule a town for which he so rightly deserves!"
"You're such the ham, Mojo, even in that new body." A familiar voice said, causing Mojo to turn to his computer screens. "That's one of your problems, BUT ONE OF MANY!" HIM's face appeared on one of the screens near Mojo.
"You!"
"No, I'm HIM!" HIM smiled.
"What is going on? You said by the time this time release activated, the girls would but be dissolved from what they used to be, but still, I see Blossom as a police officer, and some chick who thinks she is Spore!" Mojo turned, his cape flowing as he walked to the screen.
"Tsk Tsk, Monkey boy, all good things come to those who wait…" Him smiled as he lounged around his lair. "Unforeseen problems always arise, and I NEED YOU TO DEAL WITH THEM!"
"Oh, really, and how shall I be doing that?! I am nearly drained of all my weapons and technology, AND I am living in less then expectable quarters!" Mojo yelled at the screen.
"Now let's not BITCH AND COMPLAIN Mojo, if you would just close your trap for TWO SECONDS…you'll find out I have the solution to your first problem." HIM growled, his eyes turning red with fury.
"I sure hope its better then your library scheme!" Mojo growled.
"Oh I think you'll like this…"
An image popped up on the screen next to HIM, a set of white buildings and a fence surrounding it, a very secure looking area.
"What? There?! Security's going to be tight." Mojo scowled, rubbing the chin piece of his mask.
"Oh Yes. But THINK OF THE FUN!" HIM grinned.
"Hey man, you hear something?" a medium build man asked his companion walking with him, turning towards a dark alleyway.
"No, why?" his friend replied.
"I dunno, I just swear I heard something.." he continued, walking towards the intersection ahead.
"You're just drunk.." his friend said.
* * * *
Mange slide along the sides of the brick walls, moving ever closer to the two as they spoke of the small noise she had made when she landed. Her eyes beginning to flux between red and green colors, her breathing getting labored and husky, and her chains rattling slowly against one another.
She smiled and moved out of the shadows, eyeing the closer of the two, her chain slowly rising with her mental will, arching backwards like a snake ready to strike. She grinned with glee; she sent the mental signal for them to—
N7o.
"Huh?" she thought to herself, trying to send the idea of sending her strike chain into the passerby's skull.
But she couldn't.
She watched as they walked out of the her sight, down the city blocks and far around the corner, leaving her standing in the darkness, puzzled.
She gritted her teeth.
Teeth?!
She felt under her scarf, and her eyes widened as she felt her now present lower jaw. What was happening to her? She was regrowing parts she had lost? How can the dead regenerate? Could it be she—
An explosion!
She leapt without thinking towards it, scaling the walls and landing on her feet to the rooftops, she saw smoke bellowing from a far off set of buildings.
"Now what?" she thought, running towards the commotion.
An entire section of wall was missing from a downtown business, the sign on the outside read " Utonium Industries.", a female figure running into the smoking hole, a purple cape flowing behind her.
"Run for your lives if you can, little girls!" Mojo cackled, her voice husky from within her mask, opening fire with her weapon, security guards running left and right from the shots, returning fire.
"This is Utonium Security Force, main building under attack, she's got us pinned down, request— ", the female was interrupted by a phaser blast shattering her radio followed by another shot shattering her skull.
"Captains down, Open up!" another girl yelled, popping up and returning a volley of handgun fire. Several shots bounced off the ground, but even more hit dead on Mojo's mask, ricocheting off it as well did the ones that hit her center mass in the chest. "She's got some sorta body armor, we nee-"
Another girl dropped down, chest blown open by Mojo's gun.
The rest began to run, all but maybe two making it to the emergency exit as Mojo showered them with laser fire.
"Well, that was not as difficult as I thought it would be." Mojo said, stepping over various bodies and making her way to the main corridor. "Now to find the weapons cache.
Suddenly a set of grenades fell into the hallway she was in, fired from far down the hall, and smoke began to fill the corridor.
"Then again maybe not." Mojo said, readying her weapon. A series of assault rifle fire opened up from the far end, followed by a team of guards with SWAT technology, various bulletproof shielding in front of them as they moved in on her.
"Throw down your weapon and surrender, you are surrounded and out numbered!" a male voice shouted over an intercom.
"Mojo does not give up to anyone!" Mojo smiled, opening fire on the SWAT members before her, slicing through the shielding they held, obviously not laser proof.
"Shit, Blue Team move in!" a voice shouted from the gas cloud.
Mojo grunted and pulled a secondary trigger on his gun, lobbing a small sphere into the area ahead of him. "Try THIS on for size!"
The orb detonated and a crowd of SWAT members went flying as Mojo blew open a nearby locked door and ran inside, trying to catch her breath and figure an alternate plan of attack.
* * * *
Blossom arrived on scene, her car sliding sideways to a stop as she dove out and ran to the front lines, weapon drawn.
"What do you got?" she asked Sparky, already on scene.
"Looks like that same nut we saw at the Library is in there shooting up the place." Sparky said, shouting orders to various officers.
"The cloaked one?" Blossom asked, her eyes widening.
"No, the Mojo one."
"Hey, what the hell is that?!" an officer shouted pointing to the skyline.
Blossom looked up towards the top of the building, a shadowy figure moved towards the top of the building and out of sight. "I'm going in." Blossom cocked her pistol and popped up from her spot, running towards the entrance of the laboratory.
Sparky looked at her and growled, and then looked towards two SWAT members. " God dammit go with her!".
Blossom burst through the doors and run up the central stairs, making her way past the chunks of rubble that had dislodged during the explosions. She settled for a minute, making sure she was clear and noticed her escort coming in. She ignored them and continued on; breaking every now and then to make sure she wasn't walking into a trap.
Deciding against using the elevators with the building in it's current state, she pushed open the fire stairs hallway door and ran up them, the sound of gun fire getting ever louder with each set of stairs she ascended.
* * * *
Mange slinked along the top of the building, coming to the stairwell door, she tried to open the door using the knob with little effect. Smiling, she focused her thoughts on the knob and a chain shot from under her cloak, the claw end gripping the knob and pulling hard, popping the knob and handle completely free, allowing the door to swing open. Letting the knob fall with a metal clank, she walked in, her cloak flowing down the stairs as she descended towards the fighting below.
Climbing down three levels she came to a stop, another explosion rocked the building. She glanced around and saw smoke rising from the next set of stairs, followed by gun fire. She grinned slightly and broke into a run towards the sounds of fighting below.
Coming to the next level, smoke filled her field of vision. Looking harder she realized that the corridor was full of dead bodies, all security guards from the building obviously. Stepping over them occasionally, she made her way towards a door marked "Weapons Storage", which appeared to have been blown open.
Stepping in, she heard cluttering in the far lab, papers shuffling and glass shattering. Nearing closer, she heard low grumbling and saw a shadow moving quickly in the room ahead of her.
"And this, and this, This will also do.." a familiar laughter echoed in the lab.
Mange stepped in and saw the same person she met at the library, the person claiming to be Mojo Jojo, someone she knew couldn't be, according to the news reports, she killed him. "Hold it Right there, Monkey man.."
"Eh?" Mojo turned and gazed towards the black figure standing before her. "You!"
"You ain't going no where but back to Hell!" Mange grinned, throwing her scarf aside, letting her newly formed face come to the light.
Her features had developed nicely, a set of glowing green eyes, her skin had yet to completely begin to heal, still scared and missing from areas of her face, her newly grown teeth glimmering in the soft light, they had grown at angles, forming fiercer looking points at the ends of them, giving her the image of a vampire of sorts.
" You…" Mojo stepped back.
"Me?" Mange grinned, walking closer, her chains rattling.
"You..can't be.." Mojo stepped back again, reaching behind her back.
"Whatever, now, drop the goods, Mojo." Mange's chains rustled, waving in front of Mojo.
"Never!" Mojo opened fire, ducking out of the way of the chains.
Mange grunted, taking two rounds in her shoulder and one in the chest.
"Die!" Mojo shouted, firing even more, various bullets hitting her.
Mange fell, grunting and spraying green fluid all over the room. She sat up and looked at Mojo, who was in shock from the fact he emptied a complete clip into her and she was still conscious. Looking down at her chest, her armor was splattered with green holes, showing through to whatever flesh was left beneath the armor. Slowly, as Mojo and Mange looked on, the wounds began sealing quickly, popping out the bullets.
Mange looked up and grinned at Mojo. "Damn "
Mange leaped forward and another shot rang out, this time hitting the floor between them, causing them to turn to its source.
"Freeze, Townsville PD!" Blossom trained her gun on both of them, switching back and forth on occasion. "Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt, now both of you, weapons and hands on the floor!"
"Must I always be bothered, it is bad enough I am hounded by this creature, but NOW the authorities?!" Mojo growled from behind her mask.
The two SWAT members ran in behind her, covering each of the parties in room.
"Get 'em boys." Blossom motioned, the two moving towards mange and Mojo.
"I have not the time nor the patience for this…HA!" Mojo yelled, pulling a flask from his belt and throwing it in front of him, creating a screen of smoke between him, Mange, and the others.
"Damn!" Mange yelled, moving out of the stray bullets that flew as the smoke began to fill the room.
"You will never take, Mojo Jojo! " Mojo yelled through her gas mask, pushing over a cart of chemicals nearby, spilling them on the floor. "Not to mention you will not be leaving here in one piece." Mojo laughed, pulling out a small orb and throwing it on the liquids, igniting them.
Blossom began to get over taken by the fumes, coughing and backing up as the flames began to over take her and her men. Blossom squinted, looking through what smoke she could, trying to make out the stranger that had appeared twice now to intervene, but couldn't and finally took off full sprint down the stairs and into the lobby as the flames grew even higher, hitting a tank marked 'Explosive'.
Mange gasped as she saw the fire lick at the tank, and a split second later, explode.
Blossom flew forward with a grunt from the force of the explosion, smashing her head into a marble bench in the crumbling lobby, knocking her out.
TO BE CONTINUED AFTER FEEDBACK
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(Chapter 6)
By
Mastermind (mind@eot.com)
Disclaimer:
Spawn and Related Indicia are copyright by Todd McFarlene and his army of Lawyers, I'm simply paying homage to him.
Batman Beyond and all related indicia are copyright of Time Warner and the WB, I simply like the way they got Kenny Wayne Shepherd to play the intro to their only feature film (so far) and that's why I refer to it in the intro.
Christoph © 1997-2002 Mastermind.
Powerpuff Girls and Related Indicia are copyright of Cartoon Network and Craig McCraken I simply think they have more potential then they are using now.
Blossom sighed softly, letting the water run down her body, the nice soothing shower a break to the recent violence that had filled her life in the past 48 hours. Gang members, Library robberies that aren't, fabrics that shouldn't be, it was a lot for a former superhero turned average detective.
Washing the rest of the soap off of her chest, she opened the door and wrapped herself in a towel, grabbing another one and doing her hair. As she pushed open the bathroom door of her meager apartment, she looked around, a subconscious feeling that she was being watched always inside her head.
The phone rang, causing her to jump.
Walking over to it, she looked at the caller ID and picked up the receiver. "Hello?" she adjusted her towel, making sure it wouldn't fall off. "Dexter, good, and what did you find out?"
"Well Blossom, this stuff you gave me is off the charts."
"What are you talking about?"
"I broke this green zhit down and half of it isn't even on the elemental table!"
"How can that be?"
"It can't, so whatever you gave me was either tainted, or from outer fucking spaaace!"
"What were you able to identify?"
"What the computer was able to ID was a few basic things, Brimstone, water, green goo, your basic things that can't exist together..."
"Brimstone?"
"Yeah, you know, Brimstone, fire and brimstone, like the stuff in hell" he said with a chuckle. "Sulfur, genius, brimstone is sulfur."
"Ah, thanks for the help."
"You owe me a date you kn—"
Blossom hung up before he could finish; her thoughts elsewhere. How could something like that be in whomever that was? It must have been acting as its blood, wasn't' it?
"No, that's as crazy as it being Buttercup." She said to herself, walking into her bedroom and shutting the door.
Grabbing some things from a few drawers, she let her towel fall, the moonlight from the cracked blinds reflecting off her curves. Putting on her bra and panties, she heard the phone ring again, and this time decided to let her machine get it.
Putting on different things she scoffed, tossing various items from her closet to the floor, unable to find the right vest or right blazer. Finally finding the right colors, she threw her outfit on and put her gun and badge in their places and headed for the door, forgetting about the answer machine blinking with a new message.
Mange paced in her 'home base' as she called it, the old run down church in a slum area of Townsville had been her home now for a good two days now, soon to be three. Many things swirled through her mind, none of which were making any sense.
"Ok, so I was obviously killed by this jerk off named HIM, I went to Hell, and then I sold my soul?" Mange paced, her chains floating around her like snakes waiting to strike. "That just doesn't sound like me…wait I don't even know who I am. I'm not this Buttercup, she died. WHO AM I!?"
She threw her chains towards the center podium of the church, smashing wood and sending splitters everywhere.
"On the upside, I'm getting the hang on these things." She smirked, or went through the motions, having no lower jaw to smirk with. "Maybe being a new person isn't such a bad idea, I've got this urge to kick ass, and apparently before I wasn't able to, being a super heroine."
She paced faster, her memories running into each other, her cape flowing with her mood, calm at first, then getting faster and more alive as she did.
She let out a growl and looked toward a beer bottle to her left, a chain shooting from under her cape from seemingly nowhere and shattering it, it's claw at the end closing and turning into a spearhead. "Getting better." She smiled and retracted the third chain, she had come to realize that she must have two visible, and a lot more she can call on. "Maybe it's time for a field test." She grinned to herself.
Looking upward, her chains shot forward, grabbing what stable piece of the roof was left and clamping onto it, pulling her to the top, where she gathered herself and looked around, looking for a likely target.
"Ah-ha! " She smiled, spotting a pair of men walking down the far side of the neighborhood. "Perfect." She smiled, her eyes flaring green in the darkness, and she leapt from rooftop to rooftop, closing in on them.
Deep in the center of Townsville, a shadowy figure walked back and forth before a smashed window, a cape flowing behind it.
"Curse those …no…Curse that Blossom, even in this 'Brave New World', she continues to interfere with my plans!" a filtered female voice said, her features still in the shadows, a few computer screens flickering data. "Those Powerpuff girls, like weeds, cut one down, another pops up!"
A well developed female figure emerged from the shadows, her attire identical to that of the greatest nemesis of Townsville, Mojo Jojo.
"15 years, and still they impede my progress in conquering this city! " the girl continued her rant, her face covered in a gas mask device of sorts, the air hoses running to a tank on her back. "I, Mojo Jojo, having defeated death it's self, still cannot rule a town for which he so rightly deserves!"
"You're such the ham, Mojo, even in that new body." A familiar voice said, causing Mojo to turn to his computer screens. "That's one of your problems, BUT ONE OF MANY!" HIM's face appeared on one of the screens near Mojo.
"You!"
"No, I'm HIM!" HIM smiled.
"What is going on? You said by the time this time release activated, the girls would but be dissolved from what they used to be, but still, I see Blossom as a police officer, and some chick who thinks she is Spore!" Mojo turned, his cape flowing as he walked to the screen.
"Tsk Tsk, Monkey boy, all good things come to those who wait…" Him smiled as he lounged around his lair. "Unforeseen problems always arise, and I NEED YOU TO DEAL WITH THEM!"
"Oh, really, and how shall I be doing that?! I am nearly drained of all my weapons and technology, AND I am living in less then expectable quarters!" Mojo yelled at the screen.
"Now let's not BITCH AND COMPLAIN Mojo, if you would just close your trap for TWO SECONDS…you'll find out I have the solution to your first problem." HIM growled, his eyes turning red with fury.
"I sure hope its better then your library scheme!" Mojo growled.
"Oh I think you'll like this…"
An image popped up on the screen next to HIM, a set of white buildings and a fence surrounding it, a very secure looking area.
"What? There?! Security's going to be tight." Mojo scowled, rubbing the chin piece of his mask.
"Oh Yes. But THINK OF THE FUN!" HIM grinned.
"Hey man, you hear something?" a medium build man asked his companion walking with him, turning towards a dark alleyway.
"No, why?" his friend replied.
"I dunno, I just swear I heard something.." he continued, walking towards the intersection ahead.
"You're just drunk.." his friend said.
* * * *
Mange slide along the sides of the brick walls, moving ever closer to the two as they spoke of the small noise she had made when she landed. Her eyes beginning to flux between red and green colors, her breathing getting labored and husky, and her chains rattling slowly against one another.
She smiled and moved out of the shadows, eyeing the closer of the two, her chain slowly rising with her mental will, arching backwards like a snake ready to strike. She grinned with glee; she sent the mental signal for them to—
N7o.
"Huh?" she thought to herself, trying to send the idea of sending her strike chain into the passerby's skull.
But she couldn't.
She watched as they walked out of the her sight, down the city blocks and far around the corner, leaving her standing in the darkness, puzzled.
She gritted her teeth.
Teeth?!
She felt under her scarf, and her eyes widened as she felt her now present lower jaw. What was happening to her? She was regrowing parts she had lost? How can the dead regenerate? Could it be she—
An explosion!
She leapt without thinking towards it, scaling the walls and landing on her feet to the rooftops, she saw smoke bellowing from a far off set of buildings.
"Now what?" she thought, running towards the commotion.
An entire section of wall was missing from a downtown business, the sign on the outside read " Utonium Industries.", a female figure running into the smoking hole, a purple cape flowing behind her.
"Run for your lives if you can, little girls!" Mojo cackled, her voice husky from within her mask, opening fire with her weapon, security guards running left and right from the shots, returning fire.
"This is Utonium Security Force, main building under attack, she's got us pinned down, request— ", the female was interrupted by a phaser blast shattering her radio followed by another shot shattering her skull.
"Captains down, Open up!" another girl yelled, popping up and returning a volley of handgun fire. Several shots bounced off the ground, but even more hit dead on Mojo's mask, ricocheting off it as well did the ones that hit her center mass in the chest. "She's got some sorta body armor, we nee-"
Another girl dropped down, chest blown open by Mojo's gun.
The rest began to run, all but maybe two making it to the emergency exit as Mojo showered them with laser fire.
"Well, that was not as difficult as I thought it would be." Mojo said, stepping over various bodies and making her way to the main corridor. "Now to find the weapons cache.
Suddenly a set of grenades fell into the hallway she was in, fired from far down the hall, and smoke began to fill the corridor.
"Then again maybe not." Mojo said, readying her weapon. A series of assault rifle fire opened up from the far end, followed by a team of guards with SWAT technology, various bulletproof shielding in front of them as they moved in on her.
"Throw down your weapon and surrender, you are surrounded and out numbered!" a male voice shouted over an intercom.
"Mojo does not give up to anyone!" Mojo smiled, opening fire on the SWAT members before her, slicing through the shielding they held, obviously not laser proof.
"Shit, Blue Team move in!" a voice shouted from the gas cloud.
Mojo grunted and pulled a secondary trigger on his gun, lobbing a small sphere into the area ahead of him. "Try THIS on for size!"
The orb detonated and a crowd of SWAT members went flying as Mojo blew open a nearby locked door and ran inside, trying to catch her breath and figure an alternate plan of attack.
* * * *
Blossom arrived on scene, her car sliding sideways to a stop as she dove out and ran to the front lines, weapon drawn.
"What do you got?" she asked Sparky, already on scene.
"Looks like that same nut we saw at the Library is in there shooting up the place." Sparky said, shouting orders to various officers.
"The cloaked one?" Blossom asked, her eyes widening.
"No, the Mojo one."
"Hey, what the hell is that?!" an officer shouted pointing to the skyline.
Blossom looked up towards the top of the building, a shadowy figure moved towards the top of the building and out of sight. "I'm going in." Blossom cocked her pistol and popped up from her spot, running towards the entrance of the laboratory.
Sparky looked at her and growled, and then looked towards two SWAT members. " God dammit go with her!".
Blossom burst through the doors and run up the central stairs, making her way past the chunks of rubble that had dislodged during the explosions. She settled for a minute, making sure she was clear and noticed her escort coming in. She ignored them and continued on; breaking every now and then to make sure she wasn't walking into a trap.
Deciding against using the elevators with the building in it's current state, she pushed open the fire stairs hallway door and ran up them, the sound of gun fire getting ever louder with each set of stairs she ascended.
* * * *
Mange slinked along the top of the building, coming to the stairwell door, she tried to open the door using the knob with little effect. Smiling, she focused her thoughts on the knob and a chain shot from under her cloak, the claw end gripping the knob and pulling hard, popping the knob and handle completely free, allowing the door to swing open. Letting the knob fall with a metal clank, she walked in, her cloak flowing down the stairs as she descended towards the fighting below.
Climbing down three levels she came to a stop, another explosion rocked the building. She glanced around and saw smoke rising from the next set of stairs, followed by gun fire. She grinned slightly and broke into a run towards the sounds of fighting below.
Coming to the next level, smoke filled her field of vision. Looking harder she realized that the corridor was full of dead bodies, all security guards from the building obviously. Stepping over them occasionally, she made her way towards a door marked "Weapons Storage", which appeared to have been blown open.
Stepping in, she heard cluttering in the far lab, papers shuffling and glass shattering. Nearing closer, she heard low grumbling and saw a shadow moving quickly in the room ahead of her.
"And this, and this, This will also do.." a familiar laughter echoed in the lab.
Mange stepped in and saw the same person she met at the library, the person claiming to be Mojo Jojo, someone she knew couldn't be, according to the news reports, she killed him. "Hold it Right there, Monkey man.."
"Eh?" Mojo turned and gazed towards the black figure standing before her. "You!"
"You ain't going no where but back to Hell!" Mange grinned, throwing her scarf aside, letting her newly formed face come to the light.
Her features had developed nicely, a set of glowing green eyes, her skin had yet to completely begin to heal, still scared and missing from areas of her face, her newly grown teeth glimmering in the soft light, they had grown at angles, forming fiercer looking points at the ends of them, giving her the image of a vampire of sorts.
" You…" Mojo stepped back.
"Me?" Mange grinned, walking closer, her chains rattling.
"You..can't be.." Mojo stepped back again, reaching behind her back.
"Whatever, now, drop the goods, Mojo." Mange's chains rustled, waving in front of Mojo.
"Never!" Mojo opened fire, ducking out of the way of the chains.
Mange grunted, taking two rounds in her shoulder and one in the chest.
"Die!" Mojo shouted, firing even more, various bullets hitting her.
Mange fell, grunting and spraying green fluid all over the room. She sat up and looked at Mojo, who was in shock from the fact he emptied a complete clip into her and she was still conscious. Looking down at her chest, her armor was splattered with green holes, showing through to whatever flesh was left beneath the armor. Slowly, as Mojo and Mange looked on, the wounds began sealing quickly, popping out the bullets.
Mange looked up and grinned at Mojo. "Damn "
Mange leaped forward and another shot rang out, this time hitting the floor between them, causing them to turn to its source.
"Freeze, Townsville PD!" Blossom trained her gun on both of them, switching back and forth on occasion. "Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt, now both of you, weapons and hands on the floor!"
"Must I always be bothered, it is bad enough I am hounded by this creature, but NOW the authorities?!" Mojo growled from behind her mask.
The two SWAT members ran in behind her, covering each of the parties in room.
"Get 'em boys." Blossom motioned, the two moving towards mange and Mojo.
"I have not the time nor the patience for this…HA!" Mojo yelled, pulling a flask from his belt and throwing it in front of him, creating a screen of smoke between him, Mange, and the others.
"Damn!" Mange yelled, moving out of the stray bullets that flew as the smoke began to fill the room.
"You will never take, Mojo Jojo! " Mojo yelled through her gas mask, pushing over a cart of chemicals nearby, spilling them on the floor. "Not to mention you will not be leaving here in one piece." Mojo laughed, pulling out a small orb and throwing it on the liquids, igniting them.
Blossom began to get over taken by the fumes, coughing and backing up as the flames began to over take her and her men. Blossom squinted, looking through what smoke she could, trying to make out the stranger that had appeared twice now to intervene, but couldn't and finally took off full sprint down the stairs and into the lobby as the flames grew even higher, hitting a tank marked 'Explosive'.
Mange gasped as she saw the fire lick at the tank, and a split second later, explode.
Blossom flew forward with a grunt from the force of the explosion, smashing her head into a marble bench in the crumbling lobby, knocking her out.
TO BE CONTINUED AFTER FEEDBACK
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