NOTE: The following chapters may get kinda confusing. It will be hard to
tell when in time we are in, so I'm telling you right now we're in the
FUTURE. Next chapter I'll tell you what time period the story's in and so
on and so on. P.S. I didn't create the Powerpuff Girls. Yeah, thanks for
telling me, I had no idea, right? Just read the story and forget this note.
Chapter 4:
"Okay, my turn!" Blossom shouted to Bubbles, "I want to tell how it was when we got to the future!"
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The the younger Blossom and Buttercup had already been wandering around Townsville for two hours, or at least what seemed like Townsville. They had been roaming around empty, litter-ridden streets. It seemed so familiar, yet so strange. It was as if Townsville had been hit by a flood, tornado, and hurricane all at the same time. Buildings were crushed, hydrants gushing gallons of water onto the sidewalks, windows were shattered. The worst part was nobody was there. Not even the villains they had defeated so many times. Buttercup walked a few feet ahead of Blossom and stepped on a moist, old wooden sign. She picked it up and rubbed the dirt off the sign. In large white letters it read: Townsville Cemetary. Thinking a clue may be hidden withing the cemetary, she walked inside, Blossom trailing behind her.
A storm had brewed and poured down on the girls as they made their way further and further into the blackness of the hallowed soil of the cemetary. The sky was pitch black, and only brief periods of lightning lighted their path. After a few minutes, chills crept up their spine as they realized they were now in a part of the cemetary they had never been in before. Curious, Blssom bent down to the tombstones to investigate. A brief crack opf lightning appeared in the sky and lit up the writing on the cold stone. She read out loud:
"Here lies the former villians of Townsville: Ace, Grubber, Big Billy, Arturo, Snake, Princess Morebucks, Sedusa, ..." the list kept going and going. When she had finished, Buttercup was biting her lower lip.
"You must have named every single villian in Townsville!"
Just then the hoarse voice of a hooded figure spook from behind them in a cold whisper, "Not EVERY villian!" She grabbed the shoulders of the two girls, who had immediately held tight to the figure's arms and threw them backward. The hood feel off, and the two girls screamed.
Chapter 4:
"Okay, my turn!" Blossom shouted to Bubbles, "I want to tell how it was when we got to the future!"
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The the younger Blossom and Buttercup had already been wandering around Townsville for two hours, or at least what seemed like Townsville. They had been roaming around empty, litter-ridden streets. It seemed so familiar, yet so strange. It was as if Townsville had been hit by a flood, tornado, and hurricane all at the same time. Buildings were crushed, hydrants gushing gallons of water onto the sidewalks, windows were shattered. The worst part was nobody was there. Not even the villains they had defeated so many times. Buttercup walked a few feet ahead of Blossom and stepped on a moist, old wooden sign. She picked it up and rubbed the dirt off the sign. In large white letters it read: Townsville Cemetary. Thinking a clue may be hidden withing the cemetary, she walked inside, Blossom trailing behind her.
A storm had brewed and poured down on the girls as they made their way further and further into the blackness of the hallowed soil of the cemetary. The sky was pitch black, and only brief periods of lightning lighted their path. After a few minutes, chills crept up their spine as they realized they were now in a part of the cemetary they had never been in before. Curious, Blssom bent down to the tombstones to investigate. A brief crack opf lightning appeared in the sky and lit up the writing on the cold stone. She read out loud:
"Here lies the former villians of Townsville: Ace, Grubber, Big Billy, Arturo, Snake, Princess Morebucks, Sedusa, ..." the list kept going and going. When she had finished, Buttercup was biting her lower lip.
"You must have named every single villian in Townsville!"
Just then the hoarse voice of a hooded figure spook from behind them in a cold whisper, "Not EVERY villian!" She grabbed the shoulders of the two girls, who had immediately held tight to the figure's arms and threw them backward. The hood feel off, and the two girls screamed.