Caught in the Crossfire
By Kevin Larry Ivy
I don't own the Powerpuff girls or any related characters. I do own Leviathan and the six dark puffs.
Battle's Room in the Endless Void
Bomb walks into the room, and sees Battle lying on her bed, crying quietly into her pillow. She sits down beside her and puts a hand on her back. Battle jumps, then looks up at Bomb through her bleary vision, which is made worse by the fact she's not wearing her glasses. Battle recognizes the blur and rolls over on her back. Bomb pulls her into an embrace, Battle pretty much throwing herself in Bomb's arms. Bomb rocks Battle, whispers comfortingly to her and strokes her hair. She takes Battle's hair out of its ponytail and runs her fingers through it to get the tangles out. Battle closes her eyes and enjoys the warm, and most importantly safe embrace. After a few minutes, Bomb pulls away and walks over to Battle's dresser. She grabs Battle's hairbrush and walks back over to the bed, sitting down beside Battle. Battle sits up and sighs happily as Bomb brushes her hair.
"What'd she do to you this time, Battly?" Battle's eyes water, but she remains calm and slowly tells Bomb everything. Bomb nods after word and continues brushing Battle's hair. When she's finally satisfied with Battle's hair, Bomb sets the brush down on the nightstand and pulls her back in her arms. Battle curls up in Bomb's arms, smiling up at her "big" sister. Bomb just holds Battle for a few minutes, before her mischievous nature gets control of her. She slips her hand up Battle's shirt and begins lightly tickling her stomach. Battle squeals and giggles, but lets Bomb continue tickling her. Battle pokes her finger in Battle's belly button, making her squeal. Battle pushes against her and begins tickling Bomb's ribs. Bomb shrieks and tickles Battle back. They roll around on the bed, laughing and giggling.
Deep In the Deepest Part of Hell
Blaze lies on her bed, staring up at her ceiling. Her room isn't too much different from Belial's, but at the same time it doesn't have the foreboding dark feel Belial's room has. In fact the only big differences are the fact that Blaze doesn't have a computer, she doesn't have a TV, her bed doesn't have the straps on it, and the room is painted in dark reds and purples. Her bed sheets are dark violet, her walls dark red, and her thin carpet is black. She sighs sadly and rolls over, staring off into space. She fondly recalls her little "fight" with Bubbles yesterday. That had been a thrill that had haunted her dreams all night…but at the same time when finally woke up she realized she was crying. She knows she's different, hell she's down right weird. Her sisters only tell her what a freak she is whenever she sees them.
When she got home yesterday, between Blitz's nonstop verbal abuse for being such a freak and Blood's physical abuse for not killing the puff like she was supposed to, Blaze had gone to bed sore and crying. What she'd done to Bubbles was something she dreamed about a lot. Since she was born she always got excited whenever she saw some succubus or some other female demon being tickled. She'd always been too afraid to ever try to tickle someone before. She also quickly learned that she also had the same problem with staring at other girl's feet. Then one day when she was six she got up the courage to tickle Blood. That earned her a swift punch in the mouth, followed by plenty of yelling. When Blitz and Blood found out about her obsession, they made sure to let her know what a freak she is every chance they got. But the one time she finally got the chance to actually tickle someone without worrying about them beating her up, she'd gladly taken it. It had been exciting and exhilarating, but at the same time even while she loved every second she tickled Bubbles' feet she still felt sad and empty. When she woke up in the middle of the night after dreaming about that incident, she felt the exact same way.
"It's not fair…what's wrong with me?" She curls up and draws little circles on her pillow with her finger. She imagines what it'd feel like to be at someone's total mercy, like Bubbles was to her yesterday. The thought sends a shiver through her. She stares at her dark violet sheets, and begins thinking. What if she wasn't just at anyone's mercy, but at the mercy of the most sadistic tickler she knows of? She's heard hundreds of stories about her, all of the demons she'd heard telling them had one thing in common. They were all female and they were all completely terrified at the thought of being at her mercy again. She shivers again, thinking about the feel of her fingers crawling across her skin, forcing endless laughter out of her. She rolls over on her back and stares up at the ceiling, stretching her arms and legs out like she's being held down. Her eyes are closed as she continues imagining what it'd be like to be at her complete mercy.
Suddenly someone bangs on her door, snapping her out of her fantasy. Blaze gulps and sits up. Before she can float over to the door, it's yanked open. Blood glares at her, toying with the idea of hitting her just because she can. In the end she decides not to.
"Father's got a job for you, so get dressed and go see him. Don't make me have to come back here and get you," She turns and slams the door shut on her way out. Before she's even out of the room, Blaze is already changing.
"Who knows? Maybe I'll run into her today…that would be incredible…" she thinks to herself as she slips on her purple flip-flops.
TownsvilleBlaze walks down the streets, her arms wrapped around her to keep the fairly strong winds from blowing up her white tank top. She's got her eyes peeled for any sight of Battle, Bomb, or…
"Belial…come on…please let me run into Belial, please?" she thinks to herself as she walks slowly through the thin crowds. It's around 4:30 in the afternoon, but luckily there aren't many people on the street. As she walks, she thinks about what she'll do if she DOES run into Belial. She could probably just ask her…but that would feel so fakey. She wants the real deal no strings attached or anything, just the 100 percent legendary "Belial Tickle Torture". She walks past the section of Townsville that Blitz's Blitzkrieg attack had destroyed. "Blitz did this alright…not that I care, it doesn't matter to me what happens to those humans," She walks past a warehouse, which is probably one of the only buildings in the area that doesn't seem to have been hit by Blitz's attack. She hears something from the warehouse, and walks up to the door to check it. As she's walking closer and closer, she can feel her heart beating faster and shivers running up and down her spine. She pushes open the door and walks in. Everything is dark and damp; the atmosphere just seems to scream that something is wrong.
Blaze walks up to a strange looking chair, there are cuffs on the high back and at the end of the footrest there is a pair of stocks. She trembles again; this is like something from her fantasies. She hears something fall in the back and quickly turns around. Sitting on a crate with a cocky and very evil grin on her face is Belial. Blaze unconsciously takes a step back, bumping into the chair. Her blood runs cold and she can feel the fear building up in her. But at the same time, the excitement is building. Even though she'd been begging for this to happen, now that she's actually staring into the merciless eyes of the most heartless tickler she'd ever heard of, and probably the most heartless tickler to have ever existed, she can't deny the fear she feels burning in her chest. Belial grins again.
"Well, well, if it isn't Blaze. Tell me, what are you doing out here all alone, hmm? Didn't your daddy teach you it's dangerous to go into a strange building by yourself?" Blaze tries to find her voice, but it's been cut off by the fear. Belial hops off the crate and slowly walks toward Blaze. "But since you're here, we might as well get better acquainted," Blaze moves away from the chair, and begins backing away from Belial. Belial just continues walking toward her, grinning evilly. Blaze's fear gets the best of her, making her turn around and take off running. Belial stops and begins laughing. Blaze reaches the door, and before she can throw it open, it completely vanishes. She stares at the empty wall where it had been. She tries to fly, but can't get off the ground. She stops trying, and suddenly falls to the floor. She stands up and looks up at Belial, who is still grinning at her. "You done yet?" Blaze gulps and runs over to a window, just as she prepares to blast it open, it vanishes like the door. She looks around and notices that there aren't any exits. She tries to power up her eyebeams, but her vision doesn't cloud over and she doesn't feel the energy building up. She looks back, but Belial has vanished. She walks back to where Belial had been standing, nothing, no footprints, or anything. It's almost like Belial hadn't been there at all. Suddenly something grabs her arms from behind. She looks over her shoulder and sees Belial standing there, grinning like the devil. Belial drags her backward; Blaze still unable to find her voice. Her legs bump into the chair again, and suddenly she realizes Belial isn't holding her anymore. She is shoved backward and finally finds her voice when she feels the clamps lock her arms above her. She begins screaming as the stocks are closed on her ankles, leaving her completely helpless.
"Go ahead and scream all you want Blaze, no one is going to come save you," She appears on Blaze's thighs, her face inches from Blaze's. Blaze is breathing heavily, noticing right away the sent of Belial's breath…
"Hey…that smells like oranges…wait what am I thinking? She's got me locked in this thing and completely helpless! Why am I thinking about her breath?" Belial stares into Blaze's blue-white eyes, loving the fear she sees in them. She raises her hand and runs her finger down Blaze's cheek, grinning evilly.
"Welcome to my world, bitch," Blaze gulps and tries to pull away. She instantly tenses and begins shaking when Belial gently runs her finger down her cheek, across her neck and up her arm. Blaze's mind begins working double-time. Part of her is terrified and the other part is excited, the two clashing and fighting for control. Belial runs her finger down into Blaze's armpit and begins lightly drawing circles along the sensitive skin. This is the first time in her life Blaze has ever been tickled, so she cracks right away and begins giggling. Belial grins at her reaction; Blaze is one of Leviathan's Darkpuffs, she was going to enjoy making her suffer. Belial adds her other hand and the rest of her fingers, and speeds up her tickling attack. Blaze begins bucking and laughing; it's exactly like she thought it would be, the feel of Belial's fingers tickling her mercilessly. Belial moves down and slips her hands up Blaze's shirt. She tickles her ribs, her stomach, her sides, then repeats the process, never slowing down. Blaze screams as her face turns red and tears begin streaming down her face. Belial stretches her legs out and lies down on Blaze. She then begins tickling Blaze's belly with her tongue. Blaze laughs harder and begins bucking much harder, but she can't make Belial stop. Belial continues this for several more minutes, the last two or three spent entirely on Blaze's belly button. She sits up and begins tickling Blaze's thighs and knees. Blaze is crying and laughing, but quickly losing the strength to keep fighting against Belial. Belial stops and leans in close to Blaze's face, grinning as always.
"You know what my favorite power is? I can see every sensitive nerve on your body. I know exactly where to tickle you to get the best result, and guess what? I'm going to make you wish you were dead by the time I'm through with you," Belial spins around and settles herself so her legs are dangling off the sides of the chair and Blaze's feet are right in front of her. She slowly removes Blaze's flip-flops, making Blaze shiver and giggle in anticipation. Belial scratches the air an inch away from Blaze's sole, making Blaze begin shrieking and laughing. "What's the matter? I'm not even tickling you yet." Blaze squeals and giggles, trying to pull her feet free. Belial grins and begins slowly stroking up and down Blaze's foot with one fingernail. Blaze screams and laughs, pulling harder but still having no luck at all. Belial begins tickling Blaze's other foot the same way, slowly dragging her nails up and down, making sure to keep them off rhythm to make it harder for Blaze to get used to. But Blaze doesn't have any experience at resisting tickling, so the odds are heavily against her "getting used to it". Belial then decides to go all-out, and begins tickling all over Blaze's feet with all ten fingers. Blaze screams, bucks, and squeals; experiencing a helplessness and thrill better than anything before. She gives in and just goes limp while laughing and crying. Belial pulls back her toes with one hand and begins tickling them and the extremely sensitive spaces between them. Blaze's eyes widen and she screams so loud she loses her voice. She bucks hard enough to pull herself up, before falling back into the chair and giving in to the maddening tickling.
"Kitchy, Kitchy, Koo Babe, that's it cry for me." Belial grabs Blaze's feet and begins tickling her soles with her fingers. While she holds them completely still, she lowers her mouth down and slips it around one of Blaze's big toes. Blaze's eyes pop open again and she begins laughing harder, her silent laughs hurting her chest. Belial's tongue and teeth making her laugh harder with each passing moment. Belial goes through the same process with each of Blaze's toes, each one more ticklish than the last. Finally she reaches the baby toe on Blaze's left foot. She slips it in her mouth and begins licking and nibbling on it. Blaze's entire body shakes and she laughs harder than she has before in her entire life. Belial then repeats the long torturous process with Blaze's other foot, spending even more time on each individual toe. Blaze cries harder and tries to suck just a little air into her oxygen-starved lungs. Her forceful laughs; however, just shoot it back out every time she succeeds.
Finally Belial stops, letting Blaze catch her breath. Belial slides off her legs and walks up to her face. She grabs Blaze's chin and forces her to look at her. Blaze stares into Belial's cold pale blue eyes, and for some reason her young mind can't comprehend, feels herself wanting to lean forward. She doesn't get the chance to though. The chair suddenly disappears, and Blaze notices that she's sitting on a crate. Belial licks Blaze's cheeks, then kisses her on the nose. She grins evilly and shoves Blaze aside to the ground.
"Well bitch, it was fun, but I gotta go. I promise next time I'll bring some toys and we'll just have a marathon," Belial laughs and teleports away. When she's gone the entire warehouse fades away. Blaze weakly looks around and sees that she's lying in a pile of rubble. She tries to get up, but can't find the strength. Her eyes water, and she begins crying again as she weakly rolls over on her side.
"Please come back…don't go yet. Don't let it be over, come back Belial…" While she's crying Blood appears beside her. She kneels down, and swiftly socks Blaze across the face knocking her out. She grabs Blaze's shoes and tosses Blaze over her shoulder.
"Pathetic you little freak, letting her beat you like that. When I get a chance to fight Belial, I'll show her that her pathetic little tricks won't work on me," Blood teleports back to Hell with Blaze