By Kevin Larry Ivy
I don't own the Powerpuff girls or any related characters. I do own Leviathan and the six dark puffs.
Blossom flies through the city looking for any sign of trouble. As she's flying through the destroyed downtown area she notices a girl around her age with blonde, orange, and red hair. The sight makes her raise an eyebrow, but she doesn't see anything overall suspicious about the girl, so she flies off elsewhere. She lands in the park, for some reason feeling some strange energy within it. She walks around, keeping her eyes open for anything. She hears a strange melody being played on a flute, or something close to one, coming from nearby. Wandering for a few more minutes she comes across a boy, who looks to be in his early to mid teens, sitting on a swing playing an ocarina. For a moment, Blossom completely zones out listening to his song. She notices squirrels, a rabbits, and birds sitting around the boy listening to him. A gentle wind swirls around the boy while he plays, the clouds open above him letting the sun shine down on him. The song picks up speed and becomes more forceful, making the wind swirling around him become more powerful. Strangely, Blossom can hear far more instruments than just the ocarina being played. She hears violins, drums, and trumpets. But even above all of these the ocarina is easily heard. The wind picks up more speed, causing the boy's neat red hair to rise into the air. The animals are still entranced, unable to turn their attention away. Blossom too is still under the spell of the boy's song, being able to do nothing but stand there feeling a strange sense of déjà vu while she listens to him. She snaps back to reality when the boy stops playing. The animals; however, remain near him. He looks up at Blossom and smiles, his blue-green eyes shimmering.
"You've finally arrived, I knew you would," Blossom raises an eyebrow and walks up to the boy. The animals don't scatter when she approaches, in fact they move out of her way. She looks at them momentarily then back at the boy.
"What do you mean you knew I was coming?" His eyes never leave Blossom's, as he slowly stands up, his black poncho blowing gentle at his ankles.
"You've had your potential released, and now you've come to me as the prophecies have stated." Blossom only becomes more confused.
"Who are you?" she asks.
"My name is Glyja, and it is my job to test your abilities. You came here, when I began playing. You've already proved to me who you are by coming here, but now the time has come to see if you have realized your true potential,"
"According to my dad, I've had my full potential unlocked." She replies, finding herself not intimidated or nervous around Glyja.
"Then let's begin…"
"Blossom, Blossom Utonium,"
"Blossom, let's see what you're capable of," He reaches in his poncho and pulls out two stone swords. Both are long and narrow, but look very heavy. Glyja holds them at his sides, their tips brushing the ground. Blossom shifts into a defensive stance. The animals suddenly scatter, leaving only Blossom and Glyja in the park. Again, Blossom has a strange feeling of déjà vu looking at Glyja. She can distantly hear another song, played on the same ocarina Glyja had pocketed. This one is peaceful, and makes her begin to feel tired. The song fades away, as does the feeling. Glyja shifts into his own defensive position, easily holding up both of the heavy looking swords.
In an instant Blossom vanishes. Glyja changes stances, keeping his eyes open for the smallest bit of movement. He raises his right sword and blocks a powerful kick thrown by Blossom, who is amazed that he was able to find her and react so fast. She vanishes into thin air again. Glyja swings his left sword, slamming Blossom in the stomach with the dull blade. Blossom's eyes widen; she stumbles backward holding her stomach and trying to catch her breath. Glyja swings at her again. This time Blossom catches his sword. He swings the other one at her with just as much speed and force. Blossom jumps and kicks Glyja across the face, sending him spiraling through the air. He rights himself and lands, immediately charging at Blossom with inhuman speed. Blossom finds herself on the defensive, dodging all of Glyja's quick and powerful swings and thrusts. She backflips and kicks him in the jaw, knocking him a few inches off the ground. Glyja swings both swords down, smashing them on Blossom's back and driving her to the ground. Blossom rolls away from him and comes up firing her eyebeams at him. Glyja slices through them with one sword. He charges at her and swings the other one at her. Blossom jumps and kicks him in the head yet again, this time sending him tumbling backward. He rolls into a crouching position and stands up. Blossom lands and decides to go on the offensive. She flies at him and throws a flurry of light speed punches at him. Glyja dodges all of them, jumping backward and keeping just ahead of her. Blossom draws her arms back and slams both her fists on his neck. She then knees him in the chest with both knees, and finishes by blasting him away with her eyebeams.
Glyja stands up and cracks his neck, still going very strong. Blossom narrows her eyes, then smirks and begins gathering energy. Pink energy and lightning swirl around her. She holds out her hands, holding them together. The lightning crackles around her fists and, as she pulls them apart, leaps between her fingers. A ball of pink energy begins forming between her hands. When it becomes the size of a basketball Blossom slams her hands together and draws them back over her head, pink light shooting from the spaces between her fingers. Her energy becomes a pink fire around her, tearing the ground apart as it continues building. Glyja shifts into a defensive stance, ready for whatever Blossom throws at him.
"Shinespark!" Blossom thrusts her hands downward at Glyja sending a ball of pink energy, crackling with lightning, at him. Glyja uses both his swords to block it. The resulting explosion is colossal. When the smoke and dust fades, Glyja lowers his swords. His poncho is torn and his hair is messed up, but for the most part he's unharmed. Blossom doubles over to catch her breath. Glyja rushes at her and begins a furious assault. He smashes her in the stomach with one sword, slams her in the back with the other, then swings both of them at once and sends her flying to the side. Blossom stands up, winded and disheveled but okay. She flies at Glyja and throws multiple blasts of energy at him. While Glyja is blocking them, she appears next to him, with a Shinespark fully charged.
"Shinespark!" She thrusts her hands down at him, but doesn't fire the attack. She instead slumps forward holding her stomach. Glyja has nailed her hard with one of his swords. Blossom looks up at him, wide eyed and almost out of breath. "How did…but your hands were…you were too…" Glyja steps back and tosses off his poncho. Blossom's jaw drops, completely surprised by Glyja's little secret. He is holding two other stone swords, with two other arms. He shifts into a stance, all four of his arms moving independently from one another.
"What's the matter? Never seen a four-armed-man before?" Blossom stands up and shakes her head, again feeling the same sense of remembrance. She shakes off the feeling and gets ready. Fighting a two-armed Glyja was proving difficult enough, but a four-armed Glyja? Something tells her this is going to be a lot harder than she'd hoped. Glyja wastes no time in charging at her and beginning an assault. Blossom dodges two swords, only to be cracked in the head and stomach by the other two. She then focuses her attention on them and is nailed hard by the other two. This continues going on for some time, Blossom getting more worn down by the second. She then gets a crazy idea and grabs two of Glyja's swords. When he's about to hit her with the other two, she quickly dodges them and kicks him in the face. Glyja stumbles back, and Blossom quickly yanks the two swords out of his hands. She spins them around and grabs the hilts. Glyja stands up straight and stares at her. Blossom rushes at him and begins attacking him with both swords, learning quickly that it's much harder than it looks. Glyja counter attacks and the two begin a sword fight. Blossom blasts him with her eyebeams, knocking him off balance. She then attacks him with the swords, smashing him around like he'd been doing to her. Glyja eventually blocks her attack and grabs her arms with his two free hands. He sheathes his other two swords and crosses his top two arms. Blossom tries to break free from his grip, but Glyja's strength is incredible.
"You took my swords…" He says in an annoyed voice. Blossom gulps and smiles nervously. Unfortunately for her, it's at that time she decides to pull a Buttercup and speak before thinking.
"Yeah, what're you going to do about it?" She mentally kicks herself upon remembering that he's holding her arms, she can't break free, and he's still got two arms to spare. Glyja scratches the back of his head, honestly confused.
"Uh…well I dunno…I was hoping you'd just give them back…uhh…" He thinks for a few minutes, Blossom struggling to get away the whole time. Glyja then gets an awkward look in his eyes and sweatdrops as he blushes slightly. "So uh…can I just have them back?" Blossom stops struggling long enough to give him a look.
"No way! I'm not about to just give you something to beat on me with!" Glyja's blush darkens slightly, making him sigh and sweatdrop again.
"Um…okay…then I guess I'll just have to take them back," Blossom tightens her grip on the swords, expecting him to just try to yank them away from her. What she wasn't expecting was for him to start tickling her sides with his free hands. "Um…Coochi coo?" Blossom clamps her mouth shut and begins singing a song in her head to keep her mind off the tickling. Luckily for her, Glyja is nowhere near as good as Belial when it comes to tickling. Unluckily for her, she's still extremely ticklish. Glyja is still uncomfortable with the situation, but continues tickling her while switching spots constantly.
"Still the window burns," she shudders, but holds in her giggles, "time so slowly turns. Someone there is hehehehe sighing. Keepers of the flahahahahmes can't you feheheheheel your naahahahmes c-can't you hear your babies cryinghehehehe," Glyja blushes a little more and starts tickling her ribs. Blossom has to clench her eyes shut and focus harder to keep from breaking. She shifts her weight from one foot to the other, her face starting to turn pink. "But nowhahahaha the drehehehehams and wahahahahking screheheheheams that ever lahahahast the night. So build a wahahahahall behehehehehind it crahahahahawl and hide until it's li!" Glyja hits a sensitive spot, making Blossom break and begin giggling and squealing. She drops his swords, making him stop instantly. He snatches them up and jumps back, still blushing a dark shade of red. Blossom gets control of her giggles and looks up at him. "Crap, he's got his swords back! Darnit, I can't beat him on my own, he's too good!" Glyja shakes his head and stops blushing.
"Okay…uh…oh yeah! Testing you got it!" He rushes at her again and begins his assault. Blossom goes on the defensive and begins dodging. She attacks him every now and then when she finds an opening, but he just stands back up and comes back for more. Suddenly, Glyja is blasted in the back. Blossom looks up and sees Buttercup and Bubbles land nearby. She nearly dies with relief.
"Hey Bloss! Who's your new friend? He's not with the Darkpuffs is he?" asks Buttercup. Blossom joins her sisters, while Glyja climbs to his feet and rubs his head.
"No he's not…I don't think so anyway. His name's Glyja and he said he's hear to test me or something," says Blossom.
"Actually, uh, I'm here to test all of you…lucky me…" Buttercup grins and shifts into a fighting stance. Bubbles and Blossom do the same.
"How strong is he Blossom?" asks Bubbles.
"He's owning me with my full potential unleashed…you tell me," replies Blossom. Bubbles gulps and together the three fly at Glyja. He attacks Blossom, knocking her into the ground with two of his swords. He kicks Buttercup in the side, and hits Bubbles with one of his swords. He then jumps high into the air and comes down at Blossom. She jumps out of the way. Glyja swings his swords, and the ground literally splits wide open. He turns around and cracks his neck again. Blossom stares at the hole in the ground. "You were holding back against me weren't you?" Glyja grins sheepishly and blushes.
"Well…yeah I was," Buttercup snorts and charges at him. Glyja dodges her, knees her in the stomach, then is blasted away by Blossom before he can drill her with all four swords. The girls fly at him and begin attacking him with everything they've got. Glyja finds himself hurting to keep up with all three of them. He pretty easily blocks two of them, but the third always hits him hard. Finally after about a half hour, he jumps into the air and lands by his poncho. He sheathes his swords and falls back on the ground panting. "Wow, what a work out. You three are really tough," the girls all take this as a sign that the fight is over and collapse on a piece of park equipment. Bubbles wearily swings softly on the swing, Buttercup leans on the jungle gym, and Blossom sits on the edge of the slide. Glyja stands up and stretches. He then puts his poncho back on and yawns mightily. "Well I'd better go, I promise next time I'll put up a much better fight," He walks off, whistling a strangely familiar tune. The girls all look at each other and groan. Slowly they walk back home together, ready to just rest for a while.
HellBlood sits in her room, which is drowning in total darkness. She stares into the darkness and narrows her eyes.
"I swear I'll show you that you aren't so great. I'm a million times better than you'll ever be, and I'm going to tear you apart Belial. Your cheap little games aren't going to beat me,"
Belial's Room
Belial lies on the edge of her bed with her legs hanging off the end. She holds up a picture of Bubbles and grins. She lightly traces around Bubbles' face with her finger.
"You're the only one I haven't gotten to play with yet. We're going to have one hell of a time Bubbles,"