Chapter 6: Hatred, Fury
Bubbles flew towards the dark sister, stopping several feet from them. The pulling sensation was extremely powerful now. Something about these two seemed oddly familiar.
"Well if it isn't Bubbles," said the eldest sister.
"You… you know my name?" Bubbles uttered in shock.
"I know everything about you Bubbles. You could say that you and I are even related."
"I won't let you hurt anybody else. This all ends now."
"Ha! You think you have saved these people? Foolish girl. You should know better" The girl raised one hand and clenched it into a fist. At once the city exploded in a brilliant flash. When the dust settled all that was left of the city was a massive crater.
Bubbles could only stare open mouthed with shock at the sheer extent the devastation she had witnessed. "All those people. How… how could you?"
"You should thank us Bubbles," the eldest girl spoke. "This is what you wanted. Townsville, Citiesville, Monster Island, all obliterated just for you."
"How could you even think that I could want this?" Bubbles screamed in fury.
"Because you created us Bubbles."
The two dark children began to laugh a cruel menacing laughter.
Bubbles backed away from the girls in fear. "I created them? No, that can't be true."
"I think its time we introduced ourselves dear sister," said the younger child.
"Yes, I think its high time Bubbles became reacquainted with her darker sides," the elder agreed. "I am Hate, the purest essence of all the hatred you have ever bottled up inside your black little heart."
"And I am Fury, created from the blinding rage that you could never let escape," sang the younger child.
"You created us from your negative emotions. We are concentrations of the evil inside you. You were too afraid to let these emotions show, so you created us to do the things you always wanted to do, but could never allow yourself to do."
"No! I never wanted this. I never wanted any of this." Bubbles didn't want to believe what the two girls were saying. The weight of it all was too much to even consider.
"She's in denial dear sister. Let us show her what her true feelings really are." The eldest girl raised one hand towards Bubbles and a dark energy radiated from her. The energy moved into Bubbles' body and at once she felt a hatred like no other, a hatred for everyone and everything.
The younger sister raised her hand and like the other released another wave of black energy. It too traveled into Bubbles' body. At once an animalistic fury overtook her. The two emotions combined turned her thoughts bitter and cruel. Death and destruction filled her mind. She didn't care about anything anymore. She wanted everything dead.
A streak of pink barreled towards the younger sister. In a flash she grabbed at the pink bolt. Blossom struggled at the hand that was now clasped around her throat. She did not expect the girl to be this fast.
"Look what I caught. A little chicken fresh for the slaughter." said the black haired child.
"Don't kill her. We should reserve that right to our dear Bubbles," said the elder sister. "Bubbles, why don't you show this pretty little redhead what you really think about her?"
The younger sister pushed Blossom in front of Bubbles. Bubbles' expression was cold and vicious, and she eyed Blossom like a hungry jackal.
"Bubbles, don't do this," Blossom pleaded. "You don't have to give in to these emotions. They don't control you."
Bubbles moved like lightning and struck Blossom square in the face.
Blossom gripped her face as every nerve ending was on fire. Through teary eyes she could see Bubbles smiling at her.
"Please Bubbles. I know you don't want to do this. You have to fight this. I know you can."
Bubbles struck Blossom again, this time in the stomach. It was enough to make her spit up blood. Blossom looked up at Bubbles with pleading eyes.
"Please Bubbles. I know it wasn't all for noting. All the good you've done in your life. You lost control, but we all lose control. You can win this battle. You can reclaim the good inside of you."
Bubbles charged a ball of energy into one hand, not of her usual gentle shade of blue, but a menacing black, feeding it so that it grew larger and larger. Blossom knew this was the end. She closed her eyes and waited for the blast to hit her. Bubbles looked down at Blossom, her hand ready to release the ball. Suddenly she wondered if this was what she really wanted. Despite all the anger, all the hatred, she did not want to kill Blossom.
Bubbles suddenly turned and let the ball loose on the child of fury. The blast sank into her body and she exploded in a cloud of dark energy. Bubbles then moved like lightning towards the child of hatred. She plowed her fist into her chest, boring a hole into the flesh. The girl coughed and sputtered and she grabbed at the wrist of the hand that was in now buried in her chest. She looked up at Bubbles and smiled. She began to laugh, high and joyful.
"Bubbles. I Didn't think you had it in you. I can see the good in you runs deep. Too bad it was all for nothing." The girl began to rot away, her flesh turning into a thick black mist. The mist enshrouded Bubbles, pressed againsted her, penetrated her.
"We are a part of you Bubbles. You cannot escape us. You thought you felt fury. You thought you felt hatred. Well it is nothing compared to what you will feel when we become one."
The last of the vapors had disappeared into Bubbles' body. At once she felt a violent churning boiling up inside. Raw emotions filled her, dark emotions. They blanked out everything in her mind until all was black.
Blossom watched as Bubbles' body writhed and twisted. Something terrible was happening to her. She watched in horror as Bubbles eyes turned form their baby blue to a blood red. Her beautiful blond hair exploded from its pig tails and turned jet black before her eyes, sticking up like coarse spikes. Her dress was torn to ribbons and in its place a black flowing gown appeared.
When the transformation had ended Bubbles looked very different from the cute innocent looking girl she once was. She now looked like a child who had just risen from the depths of Hell.
"Bubbles," Blossom called in a quivering voice. " Bubbles, are you all right."
Bubbles lifted her head, giving Blossom the full effect of her blood red eyes.
"I feel… I feel… wonderful."