Mojo sat in his lab working; he was tired, very tired he hadn't
slept much since before Buttercup first came to his home, asking for his
hand in her demise. He walk out of his lab to his room where Buttercup
slept restlessly, tossing and turning on the bed and crying out in pain. He
didn't want to wake he she needed sleep but if she was having such horrible
dreams should he allow her to continue living them? He shock his head to
get his mind working again, he still hadn't found anyway to get rid of the
mutate, and the professor couldn't live much longer with his heart scorched
as it was, it was a miracle he was alive at all.
He turned and his arm caught on the door cutting into his skin. "Damn," he couldn't use band aids because of his fur but he didn't have any spare bandages around either, he would just have to leave it, but not before washing it and putting disinfectant on it. He stared to walk out to do just that when he heard buttercup cry out something in her troubled sleep. "You're not real; none of this is, if you think I will give up a chance to at least see if he survives then your wrong. You may be a part of me, but luckily for me I can change any part of my self I want, including you!"
Mojo watched as she kicked and punched violently, wrestling with her demons on the bed. She started to glow a light green, and floated above the bed, the sheets that covered her glided back to where she one lay. "What the...?" Mojo ran over to a desk and pulled out an empty syringe, he quickly took a sample and brought it to his microscope. The Chemical X was fighting the Antidote; in fact it was almost completely gone. This shouldn't be! She seams to be gaining her powers back at an even faster rate than I expected, but she has a day and a half to go by my original calculations! "She...she... is gaining her powers back by will alone! But this can not be, it makes no sense, it is impossible, unconceivable," but he was unable to think of any other logical answer as to why this could be happening.
Buttercup, much to Mojo's surprise then started laughing, as she woke up smiling a genuine smile and slowly floated back down to the floor still glowing and walked over to him noticing his arm, which was still bleeding, she put her hand over it and a soft green glowing warmth surrounded it an healed it. Neither of them noticed the scar that appeared on Buttercups arm shortly after. "Buttercup, are you ok what happened? How did you get your powers back?" She looked at him in the eye calm and not self loathing, free of her inner demons. "I just realized that I shouldn't stand by and cry when I could be helping him right now, that's not what I would really do." He stomach grumbled loudly and she walk over to his kitchen and opened it. Mojo however sat her on his chair and began to question her on the glow that had softly faded away.
"Well my power is connected to my emotions, so if I concentrate hard enough I can heal I guess." That was he answer after an hour of questioning and thinking aloud from Mojo. He had cooked them both dinner and they ate in silence each thinking about what this could mean. Her power comes from Chemical X so it most likely wont get rid of the mutate, but can she heal his heart, she needs to practice but we don't have the time. Mojo sat thinking about what he could do to tap into her power.
He suddenly looked up at her. "Buttercup go to the police department and steal the gun I used to take your powers. It also gave princess powers do you remember?" She nodded and was out the door with her super speed before he could say any more, Mojo ran to his lab and pulled out some tools and put them on his metallic working table. Buttercup was back in a flash with the gun and watched as Mojo worked on it into the night.
Mojo took buttercup into one of his testing lab's, "ok Buttercup, stand there and I will shoot you, the gun will enhance your powers making it easier for you to tap into them. So you will be able to heal things better and not have to concentrate. This is probably out only chance of having the professor back." She nodded. please let this work. Please please please! She didn't think she ever wanted anything more in her life as the ray engulfed her in golden light.
"How do we know if it worked?" she asked worriedly. Mojo gave her a solemn look and before she could react he picked up a ray gun and shot his stomach. "OH MY GOD! MOJO!" She ran over to him and pushed the green glow though her hands effortlessly healing him quickly. What the hell were you thinking, what if it hadn't worked huh? I would be alone." She startled herself with that last statement, did she really mean it? She could go back to her sisters couldn't she? What if they don't want me back? Mojo's voice pulled her out of her thoughts, "you wouldn't of been alone, you have many people that love you, also I had complete trust in the guns abilities to enhance your powers.
"But what if it didn't? You could have been killed, then how would we...." She stopped a look of immense pain crossed her face and she clutched her stomach tightly. Without warning she passed out on the floor. Mojo acted quickly bringing her to the bed again, and examining her stomach, right there, in the same place she had healed him was a hole. It was healing fast because of the chemical X but her skinned remained scarred with a large burn mark.
Mojo knew his gun hadn't had anything to do with this. That's when he noticed the small scar on her arm; he looked at his own in disbelief. She could heal anything now as long as her body could take it, but would she be able to heal herself after? He had to find out.
He turned and his arm caught on the door cutting into his skin. "Damn," he couldn't use band aids because of his fur but he didn't have any spare bandages around either, he would just have to leave it, but not before washing it and putting disinfectant on it. He stared to walk out to do just that when he heard buttercup cry out something in her troubled sleep. "You're not real; none of this is, if you think I will give up a chance to at least see if he survives then your wrong. You may be a part of me, but luckily for me I can change any part of my self I want, including you!"
Mojo watched as she kicked and punched violently, wrestling with her demons on the bed. She started to glow a light green, and floated above the bed, the sheets that covered her glided back to where she one lay. "What the...?" Mojo ran over to a desk and pulled out an empty syringe, he quickly took a sample and brought it to his microscope. The Chemical X was fighting the Antidote; in fact it was almost completely gone. This shouldn't be! She seams to be gaining her powers back at an even faster rate than I expected, but she has a day and a half to go by my original calculations! "She...she... is gaining her powers back by will alone! But this can not be, it makes no sense, it is impossible, unconceivable," but he was unable to think of any other logical answer as to why this could be happening.
Buttercup, much to Mojo's surprise then started laughing, as she woke up smiling a genuine smile and slowly floated back down to the floor still glowing and walked over to him noticing his arm, which was still bleeding, she put her hand over it and a soft green glowing warmth surrounded it an healed it. Neither of them noticed the scar that appeared on Buttercups arm shortly after. "Buttercup, are you ok what happened? How did you get your powers back?" She looked at him in the eye calm and not self loathing, free of her inner demons. "I just realized that I shouldn't stand by and cry when I could be helping him right now, that's not what I would really do." He stomach grumbled loudly and she walk over to his kitchen and opened it. Mojo however sat her on his chair and began to question her on the glow that had softly faded away.
"Well my power is connected to my emotions, so if I concentrate hard enough I can heal I guess." That was he answer after an hour of questioning and thinking aloud from Mojo. He had cooked them both dinner and they ate in silence each thinking about what this could mean. Her power comes from Chemical X so it most likely wont get rid of the mutate, but can she heal his heart, she needs to practice but we don't have the time. Mojo sat thinking about what he could do to tap into her power.
He suddenly looked up at her. "Buttercup go to the police department and steal the gun I used to take your powers. It also gave princess powers do you remember?" She nodded and was out the door with her super speed before he could say any more, Mojo ran to his lab and pulled out some tools and put them on his metallic working table. Buttercup was back in a flash with the gun and watched as Mojo worked on it into the night.
Mojo took buttercup into one of his testing lab's, "ok Buttercup, stand there and I will shoot you, the gun will enhance your powers making it easier for you to tap into them. So you will be able to heal things better and not have to concentrate. This is probably out only chance of having the professor back." She nodded. please let this work. Please please please! She didn't think she ever wanted anything more in her life as the ray engulfed her in golden light.
"How do we know if it worked?" she asked worriedly. Mojo gave her a solemn look and before she could react he picked up a ray gun and shot his stomach. "OH MY GOD! MOJO!" She ran over to him and pushed the green glow though her hands effortlessly healing him quickly. What the hell were you thinking, what if it hadn't worked huh? I would be alone." She startled herself with that last statement, did she really mean it? She could go back to her sisters couldn't she? What if they don't want me back? Mojo's voice pulled her out of her thoughts, "you wouldn't of been alone, you have many people that love you, also I had complete trust in the guns abilities to enhance your powers.
"But what if it didn't? You could have been killed, then how would we...." She stopped a look of immense pain crossed her face and she clutched her stomach tightly. Without warning she passed out on the floor. Mojo acted quickly bringing her to the bed again, and examining her stomach, right there, in the same place she had healed him was a hole. It was healing fast because of the chemical X but her skinned remained scarred with a large burn mark.
Mojo knew his gun hadn't had anything to do with this. That's when he noticed the small scar on her arm; he looked at his own in disbelief. She could heal anything now as long as her body could take it, but would she be able to heal herself after? He had to find out.