PinkPuff514: I'll be explaining a lot in the coming chapters, this entire act is pretty much devoted to finding out what's happened to Townsville in the present. It'll make sense. I think. ^^;;
It had been about eighteen months since the Powerpuff Girls' final clash with Mojo Jojo. The mentally unhinged prodigy had perfected the Polyduranium fibroid he'd developed into a series of devastating weapons-all capable of harming Townsville's young champions. An unfortunate Buttercup and Bubbles had met the full force of this new arsenal, the former being so severely injured that she fell into a coma that would last over a year. And the latter, the innocent little blue-eyed Bubbles, whose loved ones claimed to be the baby of the triplets, fell to her untimely death.
The Utonium house instantly fell into silence and darkness. On many long evenings, Blossom and her father would sit on the couch, clutching one another desperately tight, muted and immobilised by their grief.
Then, one morning, Utonium refused Blossom permission to go to school. The picture in his mind of a dangerous, predatorial world that would snatch his last child away from him had been allowed to fester and grow in his mind amidst the mournful gloom of his home. The little girl objected, frightened by her father's protectiveness. But he would not be disobeyed. He went to grab her with angry eyes, but after a struggle she finally broke free of his possessive grasp, finding refuge with her trusted teacher, Ms. Keane.
A month later, after much activity from the authorities after similar incidents, the court ruled Professor Utonium a mentally unstable and unfit parent. They handed joint custody of Blossom and the still comatose Buttercup over to the motherly Keane and her friend, the reliable Ms. Bellum. This plunged Utonium into an even deeper, darker grief, leaving his house empty-all he was left with now were his thoughts of heartbreak and betrayal. And, out of these, a new reaction to the tragedy: anger. Unrelenting anger.
The dark nights, now spent alone, let this resentment bubble away unchecked. Why the courts had not decided to send him to a psychiatric clinic was unknown, but the broken man clearly needed some kind of intervention, or at least some comfort and company from friends. On his own, left to drown in his most negative emotions for months on end, he was slowly going mad.
He blamed Townsville itself for his daughters' downfall and the break-up of their family. Townsville, he reckoned, had demanded too much of the four of them, especially the girls who had had to risk their lives for others' safety. His hatred grew, and began to focus on the individual who had dealt Buttercup and Bubbles those terrible blows in their final days of peace and happiness: Mojo Jojo.
A week later, the city newspapers indicated this hatred on their front pages-Mojo had been found dead in his prison cell, killed by a poisoned dart to the neck. It didn't take long for the police to track down the culprit. Utonium had repaired his old 'super-hero' hard-suit to break into the compound in the dead of the night and commit the ghastly deed, which the raving man, being dragged away in handcuffs, claimed was just desserts for the one who had murdered his baby girl.
Shut away in an asylum for the criminally insane, his anger and resentment continued to rise, killing once and for all the kind and benevolent scholar that was. Then, something curious happened. A mischievous Him, eager to prod and tease Utonium in his wretched state, visited him and was soon amazed by the man's potent emotions. As the imp saw it, that anger was strength. Utterly enchanted, he visited the man again and again, eager to listen to the story he had to tell, the one that had sparked such ferociousness.
Soon, not surprisingly, Him helped Utonium to break out, and under the demon's supernatural protection it was impossible for the police to find him. The man, assisted by his new sympathiser, had a new agenda: revenge. Revenge at Townsville for the death of his family. They began as inner city bandits, Him soon drawing a small band of young delinquent outcasts (who were also victims of the city's heartlessness) to them with his hypnotic powers. He imbued them with freakish combat abilities, and soon they became the most powerful gang in the city.
But as far as Utonium was concerned, it was all still small potatoes. Terrorism was his next goal, and soon his group was threatening the peaceful city with stolen weaponry and explosives. The group grew and grew, recruiting new members as it went, and soon Utonium had the clout to demand as much military arsenal and scientific personnel as he wanted from the city. He was now fully in power, and Him's supernatural services were no longer needed, but he kept his loyal servant on as the captain of his elite soldiers. This team managed to capture Blossom and bring her to Utonium, an emotional and bizarre reunion taking place for father and daughter.
But yet to be achieved was the takeover of Townsville. Utonium's ultimate goal was to make life for the city as miserable as it had been for him, and he swiftly saw to it that his vengeance would be complete. In one fell swoop that took even the intelligence bureaus by surprise, he kidnapped the Mayor and had most of his cabinet assassinated, using the ensuing panic to take charge with his small yet vicious army. Townsville quickly and helplessly fell under his rule, Him's supernatural abilities coming into play one last time to reconstruct the city into his own personal fortress. Finally, he had fully succeeded in spreading the terror and devastation he had felt so long ago in his lonely cell. He was Lord and Master of the city that, for so long, had seemed to master him. And as such, he took on a new title appropriate for the role: the mythical Ancient Greek Fury that bore his same anger and thirst for vengeance.
He had called himself Lord Alecto.
To Be Continued. . .