I own nothing… still.

(Okay, it's been, what, 6 months? I don't know. I seriously need to learn how to time-manage. What with school, exams, family problems and other things going on…other things being the biggest case of writer's block in years. Oh well, I'm finally back, all of you… all two of you.)

P.S. All speech in italics is alien talk that isn't translated to the characters, but for you, the reader.

The black, one being vessel silently touched down in a clearing in the Townsville forest. A hatch on the side that you could barely see slid open with a quick, audible hiss.

The creature called Voda that stepped out looked as if it could have been ripped right from a science fiction movie. It was silverish in color, and there wasn't a thing on Earth that it could be compared to. It was bipedal, and at least seven feet tall, and what could best be described as overgrown scales grew from all places on his body, and two long, wavy antenna extended from his head and drooped halfway to the ground. One of the most threatening things about his appearance, however, was that extendable sword-like appendages grew from several places on his body. A long, sharp blade laid flat against each arm, two longer blades were folded on his back, bent like folded wings, and even his heels had blades flat against them.

His eyes were a vibrant and glowing yellow, and one could clearly see his shark-like teeth even when his mouth was closed.

In short, he looked like someone you DID NOT want to mess with.

The being merely looked around at its surroundings. "…Far too much greenery on this planet." A quick swipe of his arm, a flash of silver, and the tree nearby fell in seconds. "I only hope the rest of the planet is not like this. For if it is, I shall…" His ramblings were interrupted by a flashing on his arm. His long-range communicator was going off. A few button presses and a head appeared on screen.

"Voda here."

"Have you made it onto the planet yet?" "Yes, I have just landed." "Excellent. Sensor sweeps show many organic creatures not far from you to your north. Go there." "What do you wish me to do once I have arrived?" The face was silent for a few moments.

"Destroy them. I don't want anything unknown disturbing me in my new kingdom, and you know how I hate having to learn all the new creatures on every planet I conquer. It gets so tedious."

Meanwhile, the girls were trying to explain to Flamera why going out in public wasn't a good idea.

"Look, I don't think a near-seven foot tall lady isn't going to attract attention. Especially if she's going to be looking at everything and everybody all suspiciously." Blossom explained. Flamera huffed, blowing out a bit a smoke as she did so. "Then what am I supposed to do? If that ship belongs to whom I think it does, we're all in serious trouble!" "I understand, but still-" She was unexpectedly interrupted by the hotline ringing. Blossom was the first there, as usual.

"Yes, Mayor?" The mayor's voice came through the line absolutely terrified.

"Girls, come quickly! There's some weird alien thing wreaking all sorts of havoc downtown! You have to hurry!"

"What?" This may have been just what Flamera was talking about… "We'll be right there!" She hung up and turned to the others.

"Mayor says there's an alien causing serious trouble. It may be who you are talking about, Flamera." Flamera got a thoughtful look on her face. "Hmm…not likely. It's probably just a scout. Still, we should go and take care of this."

"What's this 'we' business? You're staying here." And before she could protest, they were gone.

They got to the city limits, and were horrified at what they saw.

The scene visible could only be described as what it was; a mass slaughter. People were lying in the streets, cut in half, gouged, and some bodies were unrecognizable.

They could barely move their mouths to form words. Blossom could only stammer. "What…why…?" "Who's psychotic to even think of doing something this…this…heartless?" Buttercup asked. Suddenly, they heard a scream. "Looks like we're about to find out. Come on, girls, let's get this guy, and seriously make him pay." And they sped off towards the source of the scream.

At the source of the scream, the evildoer had just impaled a woman on one of its forearm blades. As it waited for her to die from the blade injury, he heard a voice behind him. "What in the…you…you stop right there!" It turned around, and the Powerpuff Girls actually flinched back slightly when they saw its pure, yellow eyes.

"Why… why are you killing people for no reason?" It was the first thing Bubbles had said since seeing the first bodies.

The beast just looked around at its handiwork. "Because I was ordered to." He looked closer at the arrivals. "I don't see why this troubles you. It does not seem as if you and my prey are quite of the same species. Evolutionary offshoots? Or failed cloning experiments, perhaps?"

"What! Why, you…!" Before Blossom could stop her, she had shot forward, intending for all the world to give this cocky creature a solid punch in the face. Before she could blink, however, there was a flash of silver, and the thing was no longer there.

"What…where did it go?" Buttercup was shocked, to say the least. How anyone could outrun them was beyond her…

"Why, I'm right here." All three turned around to find the thing in full battle pose, forearm blades fully extended. "You may want to think ahead next time, lest that happen again." He pointed to her right arm. "Huh?" She looked down at it to find a long bloody cut running down the length of her arm.

"What? But…almost nothing can hurt us!" "Apparently I can. Now, enough talk. You're delaying my mission, and the High Mistress wouldn't like that I did not finish my job." "High Mistress? Who's-" But before she could finish her sentence, the killer charged with a feral cry. The girls instantly split, and shot up into the air. "Okay, he shouldn't be able to reach us up here. Now we just need to…" That's when she looked down, and saw the thing raising the long blades on its back.

"You will not get away that easily!" His long blades suddenly expended green energy, effectively forming a pair of energy wings.

"Now what?" asked Buttercup. The sliver beast charged at them, fully intent on killing them. "We split up and surround it!" No sooner had she said this than Voda reached them. When he slashed, however, all he caught was three streaks of light. "What? Where are you?" He frantically looked around.

"Over here!" A voice to his right.

"And here!" A voice to his left.

"Here, too!" Finally, a voice behind him signaled that he was surrounded. Immediately Voda knew that this wasn't good. They had him pinned in the middle of a triangle formation. Worse, they were spread out far enough so that he couldn't keep an eye on more than one girl at a time, meaning any one of them could blindside him at any time. Unless…

In a stroke of brilliance, he suddenly launched him self at Blossom, the one he was currently facing. This sudden strike threw her off guard, and nearly got her head cut off, if her instinct hadn't kicked in and barely dodged, leaving a bit of her hair lopsided.

As soon as they saw the near miss their sister had survived, Buttercup and Bubbles were instantly on the alien with a flurry of punches and kicks that ultimately sent their opponent into a nearby building, sending bricks and glass flying.

"Is that it?" Bubbles asked.

As if to answer her question, Voda burst forth from the wreck, even more ticked off than he was a second ago. "Now…you have made me angry." He held out his blades straight ahead of him, concentrating. In an eyeblink, red energy shot forth form the tips, and hit Buttercup dead on, sending her tumbling back a good few meters. "Buttercup!" They were instantly at her side. " Are you okay?" She shook her head as she regained focus. "Yeah, I'm fine, but-look out!" She dive-tacked Blossom out of the way as he then began shooting the blasts in a rapid-fire motion. "Now what do we do?" "Blossom took only a few seconds before she got an idea. "That's it! Okay, here's what we do. Bubbles, you and I will split up, see if we can draw his fire. Buttercup, while he's distracted following us, try and surprise him!"

"Sounds good to me. Let's go!" Blossom and Bubbles instantly split off in separate directions. As expected, he instinctively spread him arms to follow them, and Buttercup charged straight up the middle, slamming into him before he had time to realize it was a trap. Her momentum carried them through three buildings before they slammed into one and stopped. When Buttercup backed off, it was seemed clear he was knocked out.

Soon enough, Blossom and Bubbles were with her. "I guess it worked. Now, what do we do with him?" They turned to the direction where they lived. "I say we take him to Flamera. She probably knows a bit about this." "Yeah, definitely." Agreed Buttercup. Buttercup looked down, and cringed. "What about all the…you know?" She pointed down. "Eww…yeah…we have to figure out something soon."

As they looked down at the remains of Voda's rampage, they didn't notice his hand shakily, yet silently go to his waist and press a small, nearly imperceptible button seemingly implanted on his side…

In the deep reaches of space, approaching Earth, an absolutely ENOURMOUS ship silently floating through space had a red light going off at one of its many control consoles. The alien grunt working this console quickly noticed, and tapped a few other buttons on the console. A picture of a angry-looking alien head flashed on. "What is the problem?" The grunt seemed to stumble over its words. "M-Madame H-High Mistress, a d- distress beacon has sounded!" "From who?" "I-I'm af-f-fraid that it's from Voda, Madam." The High Mistress frowned "He's my second best warrior…although not a good spy, not many can best him in battle… whatever or whoever did this may prove to be a problem." "Shall I send out a removal team?" The alien looked thoughtful. "Hmm…no. I think…I think I'll handle this myself. Give me his last known coordinates, and then prepare my personal ship. Whoever is the cause of this shall pay with their lives…" The transmission ended. As it began calling up maps and data on Voda's last whereabouts, it couldn't help but feel a bit of regret for whoever defeated Voda. Whoever it was, they were in for pure hell.

So, what do you think? Please review. It might motivate me to update faster. And let me tell you, it's not much now, but that's only because I'm saving the good stuff for the next chapter. And the one after that, and the one after that, and so on...In short, things are really about to pick up action wise.