Chapter 3: Dark Desires

Bubbles looked down on the ruins that was once Citiesville. She expected to feel sorrow but instead, the unexpected feeling of amusement overtook her. She never liked this place. It seemed better suited that it be a burning crater than the hideous cesspool that it once was. She smiled as dark thoughts once again entered her mind.

"No! What am I thinking?" Bubbles shouted to herself. "How can I have such feeling when so many people have suffered and died."

"Innocent little Bubbles isn't so innocent after all. I should of known it was all an act."

"I don't know if I can trust you Bubbles. You aren't the good little girl I thought you were."

"I don't know you anymore. I don't think I even want to know you anymore."

Bubbles gripped her head as the voices of Buttercup, the professor, Blossom, echoed in her mind. "Shut up," she shrieked. "Just shut up all of you."

The voices vanished and Bubbles could feel the hate rising inside her again. Even in death they were tormenting her.

"I haven't changed. I am still pure. I am still innocent. They just want to take that away from me, but I won't let them."

The invisible thread that Bubbles had felt earlier began to pull at her. She remembered what she had come this way for and continued on her way towards the strange force. It was calling to her now. She had to find out what it was.

Elsewhere a sharp pull had forced the eldest of the two dark sisters to stop. "Something is coming for us sister," she said to her younger sibling.

"Let it come. It is no threat to us," the younger sister replied.

"It is strange. It feels so familiar, almost as if it were another like us."

"We shall know when it comes. Until then let us continue on our way. I smell fresh blood and I and I have a powerful thirst that need satisfaction."

The two sisters continued on their way, flying over the ocean as they set their sights on a large island that was filled with beasts of all shapes and sizes. From the island the creatures watched as the two figures approached.

"Oh no, it's those Powerpuff Girls again," said one creature that resembled a giant slug.

"No, those aren't the Powerpuff Girls. They look completely different," said a Godzilla-like behemoth.

"What are they?" inquired a green pterodactyl.

"I don't know, but they don't look too friendly," replied a giant octopus.

The two children stopped over the island and looked down at the thousands of creatures that were staring back at them.

"I believe it is your turn," said the younger child to her elder sibling.

"Yes, I believe so." said the older child. "I think will send this pathetic island to the bottom of the sea." She threw her hands outwards and the entire ocean moved away from the island, building up in to giant waves that rose higher and higher into the sky. Soon the water was so high that you could not see the sky behind it. She clapped her hands together and the waves came crashing down upon the island, crushing it beneath the intense pressure. There was hardly any time for the creatures to panic before they were no more.

Bubbles looked down at the swirling bed of water where Monster Island once stood. For several minutes she just stared at the water, wondered how it must have been for them. She imagined the looks on their faces as they met their demise.

She felt like laughing. She tried to hold it down but the sensation tickled her from the inside. A chuckle escaped her lips, then another. Finally she broke down and her voice echoed across the ocean as she howled with laughter. She didn't care anymore. She wanted to feel this way. She had been so miserable before, but now for the first time in months she was happy. She had hated this place and she hated monsters that lived there. They only wanted to torment her, like her sisters. They deserved what they got. All of them. She only wished she could have been there to see it happen.

When she had finished laughing she continued on her way. She could feel the force calling to her even stronger than before. She moved swiftly, chuckling to herself as wicked thoughts crossed her mind. She wondered how it would feel to kill. She would find out soon enough.