AN: hello, this is bucki hulk. Blood_queen13 and me are witting this, but
we have it on my account thingy. Hope you like it. Thanks for the review so
Hairy Gregory, (I went back and fixed the spelling and grammar stuff for
you)
Disclaimer: I don't own the power puffs, blah, blah, blah. We also do not own the song at the end. Blah, blah, blah.
Chapter 2
A darkened street surrounds Buttercup while she thought about Mike's previous question " Why aren't you a superhero anymore". She thought about a reasonable answer and then shouted it without thinking. " I have no fucking clue! " she screamed in a low horrid voice. All of a sudden she lays down in the middle of the road and looks at the stars. A thought comes to mind " how come everything is beautiful from a far, and then up close its another worthless piece of shit'' she thought. Then all of a sudden, depression piles up, and she notices that her life is the only problem. She watches as headlights move towards her with no effort to move. The wheel gets close to her head, and the car all of a sudden flips over with tremendous force.
She finally decided that she didn't want to deal with it. "Fuck this!". She fell away and within a few minutes, She walks inside the house and heads for her room in the basement. She flops on the bed, reaching for her favorite graphic novel, Johnny the Homicidal Maniac. She reads it for 15 minutes, sets it back on her bed stand and She looks around the bare and dark laboratory. She had moved down into the basement laboratory corner when she was thirteen and to her it was where she could just relax.
Her bed sat up against the far wall and the walls where covered with many posters. Her dresser was painted black with flames going along it. The computer sat on the far right and always seemed to be on. Right next to her bed, a knife drenched in blood was the cause of self-injuries. Her dresser, on the other hand, was just plain cluttered. From spike collars to poetry books, it always seemed that her corner was made to be depressing.
Buttercup walks in her room and goes straight for the computer. She goes to vampirefreaks.com and clicks on the chat room. Mike private messages her and starts the conversation.
Darkforbiddenlier: hello
Poisonousgothicbuttercup: hi
Darkforbiddenlier: how come you didn't answer my question?
Poisonousgothicbuttercup: what question?
Darkforbiddenlier: the question why you weren't a superhero anymore
Poisonousgothicbuttercup: I didn't know the answer until now
Darkforbiddenlier: well?
Poisonousgothicbuttercup: I was saving the people I hated, and I just didn't want to deal with it anymore. (
Darkforbiddenlier: well, in my opinion...... It would be better to save people that I hate instead of killing myself slowly
(Silence) buttercup sits at the computer, staring at the screen for what many have been five minutes. She looked over at the knife that sat next to the bed.
darkforbiddenlier: hello?
Buttercup signs off.
She floats over to her bed and lies down. She stars into the darkness as she reaches for her knife. She runs the blade over her finger, thinking. She then gripped the knife and thrusted it at the opposite wall. It stays there and doesn't flinch. She turns on her CD player and blasts a childish but eerie song:
ANGEL'S FUCK
JACK OFF JILL
Woke up, morning
I woke up dead today
I aged a thousand years or more
I flinch when you are nice
You kill me with a single word
When angels fuck and devils kiss, I'm sure
I'll bask in your forever
You just waste my time
I want to drag you down, down with me
I wanted to help, to help destroy the world
I wanted to be that, to be that special girl
Everybody's got a little something to hide, but me
Everybody's got a little someone to crush, but me
I'm living in a human teenage mediocrity
Everybody's got a little someone to trust, but me
I dreamed that I was you
I dreamed your ego died
Said, "who loves you more than I do?"
I know you lied
I'll bask in your forever
Fucking waste of time
Angels fuck and devils screw
I wanted to heal me and then destroy the world
Piss in your heart and be that, and be that special girl
Everybody's got a little something to hide but me
Everybody's got a little someone to crush but me
I'm living in a teenage negative mediocrity
Everybody's got a little someone to trust but me
But me, but you
Not me
Hate you
Love me, love me, hate you
Want me, fuck you, hate me
Kill you
Fuck me, like you, want me
Like you want you fuck you
Fuck me, fuck you, fuck you fuck you fuck me
Fuck you, fuck me, fuck you fuck you fuck me (you never loved me)
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you fuck you fuck me
I will never make it better
I will never make it better It will always hurt you fucking asshole
~~~~*~~~~
If you want to find out what happens next, I need a new review. Till then, enjoy!
((ps. special thanks to blood_queen13. she helped me with it. Thank you so much. ))
Disclaimer: I don't own the power puffs, blah, blah, blah. We also do not own the song at the end. Blah, blah, blah.
Chapter 2
A darkened street surrounds Buttercup while she thought about Mike's previous question " Why aren't you a superhero anymore". She thought about a reasonable answer and then shouted it without thinking. " I have no fucking clue! " she screamed in a low horrid voice. All of a sudden she lays down in the middle of the road and looks at the stars. A thought comes to mind " how come everything is beautiful from a far, and then up close its another worthless piece of shit'' she thought. Then all of a sudden, depression piles up, and she notices that her life is the only problem. She watches as headlights move towards her with no effort to move. The wheel gets close to her head, and the car all of a sudden flips over with tremendous force.
She finally decided that she didn't want to deal with it. "Fuck this!". She fell away and within a few minutes, She walks inside the house and heads for her room in the basement. She flops on the bed, reaching for her favorite graphic novel, Johnny the Homicidal Maniac. She reads it for 15 minutes, sets it back on her bed stand and She looks around the bare and dark laboratory. She had moved down into the basement laboratory corner when she was thirteen and to her it was where she could just relax.
Her bed sat up against the far wall and the walls where covered with many posters. Her dresser was painted black with flames going along it. The computer sat on the far right and always seemed to be on. Right next to her bed, a knife drenched in blood was the cause of self-injuries. Her dresser, on the other hand, was just plain cluttered. From spike collars to poetry books, it always seemed that her corner was made to be depressing.
Buttercup walks in her room and goes straight for the computer. She goes to vampirefreaks.com and clicks on the chat room. Mike private messages her and starts the conversation.
Darkforbiddenlier: hello
Poisonousgothicbuttercup: hi
Darkforbiddenlier: how come you didn't answer my question?
Poisonousgothicbuttercup: what question?
Darkforbiddenlier: the question why you weren't a superhero anymore
Poisonousgothicbuttercup: I didn't know the answer until now
Darkforbiddenlier: well?
Poisonousgothicbuttercup: I was saving the people I hated, and I just didn't want to deal with it anymore. (
Darkforbiddenlier: well, in my opinion...... It would be better to save people that I hate instead of killing myself slowly
(Silence) buttercup sits at the computer, staring at the screen for what many have been five minutes. She looked over at the knife that sat next to the bed.
darkforbiddenlier: hello?
Buttercup signs off.
She floats over to her bed and lies down. She stars into the darkness as she reaches for her knife. She runs the blade over her finger, thinking. She then gripped the knife and thrusted it at the opposite wall. It stays there and doesn't flinch. She turns on her CD player and blasts a childish but eerie song:
ANGEL'S FUCK
JACK OFF JILL
Woke up, morning
I woke up dead today
I aged a thousand years or more
I flinch when you are nice
You kill me with a single word
When angels fuck and devils kiss, I'm sure
I'll bask in your forever
You just waste my time
I want to drag you down, down with me
I wanted to help, to help destroy the world
I wanted to be that, to be that special girl
Everybody's got a little something to hide, but me
Everybody's got a little someone to crush, but me
I'm living in a human teenage mediocrity
Everybody's got a little someone to trust, but me
I dreamed that I was you
I dreamed your ego died
Said, "who loves you more than I do?"
I know you lied
I'll bask in your forever
Fucking waste of time
Angels fuck and devils screw
I wanted to heal me and then destroy the world
Piss in your heart and be that, and be that special girl
Everybody's got a little something to hide but me
Everybody's got a little someone to crush but me
I'm living in a teenage negative mediocrity
Everybody's got a little someone to trust but me
But me, but you
Not me
Hate you
Love me, love me, hate you
Want me, fuck you, hate me
Kill you
Fuck me, like you, want me
Like you want you fuck you
Fuck me, fuck you, fuck you fuck you fuck me
Fuck you, fuck me, fuck you fuck you fuck me (you never loved me)
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you fuck you fuck me
I will never make it better
I will never make it better It will always hurt you fucking asshole
~~~~*~~~~
If you want to find out what happens next, I need a new review. Till then, enjoy!
((ps. special thanks to blood_queen13. she helped me with it. Thank you so much. ))