Here ya go peeps.. the first chapter. This and many other chapters are mostly ready.. I just have tons of schoolwork lately, andI want to make sure these don't suck before posting. I have some major tweaking to do, but in general it shouldn't be ages til the next chapter etc.
Anyways.. less talkie, more ficcie! Enjoy!
Chapter 1: Resurrection
It was already morning, and the bright orange gleam of the miraculous sunrise began to stretch across sky and reflect off of the crystal glass buildings of Townsville.
Already, an evil plan was underfoot. A sinister mastermind was already scheming atop his observatory lair, a new power at his fingertips.
The small figure walked slowly towards his latest machine, a heap of metal and wires, all feeding energy to a large glass cylinder filled with an eerie dark red substance. Engulfed in this strange chemical was a tall, lanky, shadowy, deformed figure, motionless in its captivity. The figure was deformed in many ways, with pieces of its black and white composition floating aimlessly in the murky goo, its arms and legs having been separated from the torso while its head still remained.
As the short figure stepped into the dim light that peeked through the covered windows, its wild black hair, malicious green face, glowing pink eyes, cold evil grin, flowing purple cape, and mysterious turban came into full view.
Mojo Jojo chuckled as he eyed his latest invention, which he had been working on for weeks after hearing of Quasi's legendary power. He narrowed his eyes and watched the deformed figure floating helplessly inside the machine.
He began slowly walking towards the control panel which monitored the energy levels and vital signs of the creature. At first glance it appeared to be flat-lined, its energy was at zero, and its brain waves showed no sign of conscious thought.
Mojo knew better, however, as he grinned and inspected the monitor closely. One could see a faint jump every few seconds in its pulse, and perhaps a very faint amount of brain activity.
Indeed, whatever was inside was alive, if only a little.
Mojo turned his attention to an electronic power meter on the screen and drummed his fingers impatiently on the console. The meter had barely one percent filled, causing Mojo to grow uneasy.
"How long will this take..," He muttered under his breath.
He turned around, grumbling to himself, and walked towards a large assortment of half-finished machines, gadgets and scattered tools. As he approached he stopped suddenly as he heard the sound of scurrying feet running away from him.
He continued walking at a slower pace, his senses now on high alert. He stopped and surveyed the creations around him and their progress. He growled deep in his throat, lowering his voice to a sinister rumble.
"Why must this go so SLOWLY?" He roared, his last word echoing throughout the silent laboratory. The illusion that his outburst shook the entire room was apparent, for several tools and metal parts seemed to have been dropped to the ground with a sudden clang.
Stunned quiet fell once again over the dimly lit lab, save for the pulsing and humming of the mysterious machine. Mojo turned suddenly, his long cape flapping dramatically behind him, and he began to march back towards the eerie red glow of his machine.
"No matter." He said to no one in particular, "It will all be completed in time."
He walked back towards the control panel and checked the status of the unknown being. Although still frozen at one percent, Mojo's grin grew on his face once again.
"Yes.. In time.." He whispered in a sinister voice, "no time at all.."
The darkness was softer now and slowly fading away. Soon the blurry image of a blonde haired girl with blue eyes came into view, becoming increasingly clearer by the second.
Blossom's eyes opened slowly as her two sisters watched in anticipation. Still weakened by the battle, she could only squeak out something unintelligible, but it was enough to cause Bubbles and Buttercup to burst into a fit of hysterics.
Brio had already awakened, but was still very weak and was sitting in the nearby recliner, regaining his strength. He smiled a little at his sisters' reactions to Blossom's revival, and only wished he had the energy to be a part of all the excitement.
After a few more minutes Blossom was wide awake and able to hug her sisters, wincing slightly at the wound in her stomach, but otherwise fine. The Professor had been busy clearing up some of the mess caused by Quasi's fight with the girls previously, but barely made a dent in the damage that was done in the Utonium home.
Even though they were each too tired to hardly move, they stayed awake deeper into the night, celebrating their victory together as newly formed brother and sisters.
"To Brio, our savior, friend, and brother!" Bubbles announced as she lifted her bottle of root beer in the air.
"To Brio!" Buttercup and Blossom echoed, while Brio shook his head slowly with a smile.
"Nah.. To Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup.. The greatest and most powerful heros in the world, and even better sisters to boot." Brio croaked softly, grinned and clanked his glass with theirs, and they each sipped the tasty soda greedily.
After a few moments Professor Utonium came into the darkened and still partially demolished living room, a large bowl in hand and a warm smile on his face.
"Girls, the popcorn is ready!" He announced as he set the large bowl on the half standing coffee table.
Brio smiled weakly at him and winked, causing the Professor to laugh nervously at himself.
"Whoops.. Heh heh.. I mean.. Girls and boy.. erm.. Kids,"he stuttered while Brio chuckled.
"Don't worry 'bout it pops," he said with a smile.
And with that the children and the Professor began to snack on the popcorn, some of the only food they had left after such a devastating attack by Quasi. At this point, however, they'd eat anything they could get their hands on, and had lost all selfishness and sense of luxuries. They were ecstatic to still see each other alive one more day, much less eat a slightly burned snack together.
After a few more minutes, Professor Utonium yawned and looked at his watch.
"Well kids, it's getting pretty late, I think its best you all get to bed.. Even my very own conquering heros still need their rest."
"Okay, Professor." Bubbles chirped without hesitation as each of the girls zipped upstairs with their corresponding pink, blue, and green streaks.
Once they were out of sight Professor Utonium turned to Brio and smiled.
"I'll make up the bed for you in the guest room downstairs, but tomorrow I'll call a contractor to see if we can remodel my study upstairs into a bedroom, along with repairing the living room."
Brio's eyes lit up and he grinned from ear to ear.
"Really pop? My own room? Wow, thanks!" He grabbed the Professor in a big hug, causing any possible doubts or worries that might still have been troubling their minds to melt away in the warm embrace.
"Well, goodnight Brio.. I hope you sleep well, you deserve it," Professor Utonium smiled and started to head up the stairs.
But he paused for a moment, and turned to Brio again, his eyes beginning to glisten with unshed tears.
"And thank you.. For everything.."
"Sure thing, pops!" Brio grinned and waved goodnight as enthusiastic as always while heading towards the guest room, "Nighty night! Seeya in the morning!"
Professor Utonium let a small laugh escape at the child's eagerness.
"Sleep well.. 'night Brio," he said and continued up the stairs.
Brio left the bedroom door open a crack and listened for the Professor to close the door to his room. Once he heard the door squeak quietly to a close, he slowly crept out of his room and snuck out the front door, quiet as a mouse.
Many weeks had passed since the tragic battle. Hours of waiting and worry had turned into days and nights and finally weeks. And eventually, the paralyzing fear of Quasi had faded away into almost nothing.
Time had marched on just as it should, and with nothing more to threaten the city of Townsville, the people had restored their lives like normal. Save for the loss of a few unfortunate citizens, and a few irreplaceable sites having been destroyed, the city of Townsville had changed very little since that horrendous event had occurred.
Back in the laboratory of Mojo Jojo, however, the horror was only beginning. What was once thought to be lost forever, was instead very much alive. Ninety-nine percent to be exact.
"Finally..." He said, as he eyed the power meter with glee.
Beads of sweat rolled slowly down his green face as he watched the meter very slowly make its way to full.
"Almost.. there..." He said to himself nervously as he gripped the lever on the control panel tightly.
"NOW!" Mojo squeezed his eyes shut and pulled the lever back with all his might, sending hundreds of thousands of volts of electricity shooting from the cables and into the machine.
An unimaginable light show of bright electric flashes then ensued, creating dancing shadows all around the lab. The lifeless form inside began convulsing and jerking around, the intense energy coursing through its deformed limbs.
Red lights on the control panel suddenly began to flash, however, accompanied by the incessant blaring of an alarm. Mojo panicked and pushed the lever back into its previous position, shutting off the extreme voltage and causing the machine to cool down.
At the sudden impact and release of the electricity, a very definite pulse was now detected, brain waves were very noticeable, and the energy level was at one hundred percent.
Quasi was born once again.
Dun dun dunnnn.. chapter 2.. eventually xD