"Buttercup, I won't kill you." She looked at him, a spark flickered in her
eye, like a growing rage.
"What the fuck, MOJO? I am a monster! I killed one of the only people I care about, because I was attacking another person I really care about! I really don't think I deserve to live, and you! YOU! Mojo are the only one I trusted enough to end my pain, and save the world from me! I thought you wouldn't torture me with this, like the others world, and I am to much of a fucking coward to kill myself!" With that she started crying again. "Stop crying, stop crying. STOP IT!" she couldn't stop and she started to thrash around on the bed. Mojo managed to restrain her, his strength overpowering her quickly, even in her manic state.
"Computer, tranquilize subject Buttercup, NOW," she wasn't hard to control, but she still had fighting instincts, due to all the, as her sisters put it "unnecessary" training. She managed to kick him from time to time, until a metallic arm emerged from the wall with a needle, and put the chemical in her. Within moments she stopped and slumped down on the bed.
After he was sure she was really out he went over to one of the many monitors in the room. After a few moments of typing something on the keyboard, the hospitals computers were at his mercy. He saw that the professor was not dead, but in intensive care, that he couldn't have a heart transplant due to complications within his bloodstream. "Damn," he muttered to himself. He looked over the screen for hours, trying in vain to find a way to fix this. He didn't notice when Buttercup silently got up and looked over his shoulder.
"Do you hate me?" He jumped how long has she been there how much does she know?
"He is not dead," was his answer. She sighed "please, I just want to know, do you hate me? I mean I know in some way you always have hated me, being a powerpuff, and always stopping your plans. Now they make sense, humans are monsters, not fit for this planet." He just stared at her, unsure about what to say, he wasn't sure if she knew, but how, the professor didn't even know.
"No, what time is it?" The answer seamed so simple to her and yet it said so many things, he was not one of the many monsters of the world, not like her. "Its 1:23 in the AM...............thanks." The last part was a whisper, and a plea, but most of all it really was thanks.
"Come with me." He led her to an elevator, which in turn led them to a room full of vehicles; they jumped in what appeared to be a hovercraft. It was just big enough for both of them. A door opened reveling a dark cloudy sky and a very rainy world. They flew out of the volcanoes base over the city to Townsville hospital.
"What the fuck, MOJO? I am a monster! I killed one of the only people I care about, because I was attacking another person I really care about! I really don't think I deserve to live, and you! YOU! Mojo are the only one I trusted enough to end my pain, and save the world from me! I thought you wouldn't torture me with this, like the others world, and I am to much of a fucking coward to kill myself!" With that she started crying again. "Stop crying, stop crying. STOP IT!" she couldn't stop and she started to thrash around on the bed. Mojo managed to restrain her, his strength overpowering her quickly, even in her manic state.
"Computer, tranquilize subject Buttercup, NOW," she wasn't hard to control, but she still had fighting instincts, due to all the, as her sisters put it "unnecessary" training. She managed to kick him from time to time, until a metallic arm emerged from the wall with a needle, and put the chemical in her. Within moments she stopped and slumped down on the bed.
After he was sure she was really out he went over to one of the many monitors in the room. After a few moments of typing something on the keyboard, the hospitals computers were at his mercy. He saw that the professor was not dead, but in intensive care, that he couldn't have a heart transplant due to complications within his bloodstream. "Damn," he muttered to himself. He looked over the screen for hours, trying in vain to find a way to fix this. He didn't notice when Buttercup silently got up and looked over his shoulder.
"Do you hate me?" He jumped how long has she been there how much does she know?
"He is not dead," was his answer. She sighed "please, I just want to know, do you hate me? I mean I know in some way you always have hated me, being a powerpuff, and always stopping your plans. Now they make sense, humans are monsters, not fit for this planet." He just stared at her, unsure about what to say, he wasn't sure if she knew, but how, the professor didn't even know.
"No, what time is it?" The answer seamed so simple to her and yet it said so many things, he was not one of the many monsters of the world, not like her. "Its 1:23 in the AM...............thanks." The last part was a whisper, and a plea, but most of all it really was thanks.
"Come with me." He led her to an elevator, which in turn led them to a room full of vehicles; they jumped in what appeared to be a hovercraft. It was just big enough for both of them. A door opened reveling a dark cloudy sky and a very rainy world. They flew out of the volcanoes base over the city to Townsville hospital.