Hairy Gregory: Hmm, I'd be surprised if you managed to get all of that up in a day. I would have sent you more but I didn't want you to just delete it all and blame it on a junk mail filter when faced with the prospect of updating so many pages. Still I can't imagine how you can find the time to update everything so rapidly. Frankly, I don't have the patience to upload a site. I revamped my site enormously. New graphics, cookie based login systems, all that stuff but never found the time to upload it all so everything is still sitting on my hard drive.
Spitfire1: Thanks for reviewing. I noticed the personalised username thing changed your name. That must be really annoying.
Raskolian: You're part of a band. Cool. Personally I can barely keep a rhythm. I've been consistently getting C's in Music for ages. And that's pretty bad.
Buttercup slowly shrugged the wreckage from her shoulders then screamed into the air in pure frustration. She was going to kill that, that thing. She ignored the inquiries of her health from the concerned people and took of into the air.
The Professor looked at Blossom. So much to tell her. So much he had wanted to forget. Well, time to take the plunge. And without further ado he plunged into his story.
"Long ago I was a research scientist working for the U.S army. Then I came across the base substance called Chemical X. I found a way to refine it and then use this substance to create beings of phenomenal power. Of course, back then we used it solely to harness its military power. It was at the height of the cold war. The Nuclear arms race was going nowhere. We were losing the space race to the cosmonauts. One by one the scientists despaired. Nuclear scientists were struggling just to stay on par and rocket scientists were pulling out their hair in frustration. That left the geneticists. The purification of the chemical required intense radiation. In fact we needed weapon grade plutonium to achieve it. We needed massive amounts of tritium and deuterium. We could have made them here in America but then we would find it hard to get them to the USSR. Instead we were paratrooped down to Russia. During a holiday when the various Nuclear facilities were undermanned we crept through a tunnel we had been slowly digging under the facility and linked it to the Nuclear Powerplant. I was the head researcher at Chernobyl. I was the mastermind of the operation. And my research was to make the ultimate warrior. Powerful beyond imagination, a master strategist. She was to be the Imperator. The person with supreme command. The command was built into her genes. Unfortunately she was too intelligent and too powerful. She destroyed the facility and unwittingly herself. I was the sole survivor. Instead of telling the world of my failure I instead ran away from my old life. It seems as if one of my fellow colleagues has recreated my work. The Imperator has been recreated."
He paused to catch his breath after the lengthy discussion then looked at Blossom. She stared back at him incredulously.
"You're kidding me"
"No I'm not"
Buttercup and Bubbles then swooped in. Bubbles looked excited and flushed, her hands full with an assortment of stuff. Buttercup was almost the opposite glaring surly at everything, she also seemed to be badly injured. He started worriedly toward her.
"Buttercup are you all right"
She replied back indignantly, just like his little warrior always would.
"Yes of course. Just had a little run in with that mystery woman"
Blossom interjected.
"Her name is the Imperator, Buttercup. The Professor told me something interesting. Tell them Professor"
The Professor sighed and rubbed his throat. He was going to need a lot of cough syrup after this.
Bubbles showed him the stuff she found in secret laboratory and recanted her serarch. The Professor looked up thoughtfully for a moment. That sounds like Professor Actinium from Project Iota. He didn't seem good enough to crack my code. Must have found some of my old notes. That would explain the "early work" part. He mentions a flaw. What flaw and imperium. Oh, I've got it. Imperium is a drug, a very powerful one that we created. The drug part was only a side effect. It was a catalyst for her power. It augmented her power greatly. I found a way to splice it into her DNA but obviously Actinium has not. So she must have a constant supply of it to maintain her power. It is a start. We must stop the supply"
The Professor stared triumphantly into the wall. Then muttered a quick statement before rushing to the library to find information. Blossom followed him, leaving Buttercup and Bubbles looking very perplexed. That's what they needed. More information.