Powerpuff Girls Doujinshi: Boomer's Story

Chapter Six: "I Beg for Justice"

Weasel descended the chopper on the far outskirts of Megacity. He carefully landed in a secluded space, near a forest area. After he successfully landed, he sat back in the cockpit chair, pondering.

Alright, I'm here. I need to find out what happened to Boomer he thought. Needless to say, Brisbaine is not gonna hand that information on a silver platter. There's only one way to get the information I need.

Weasel reached for his laptop and executed some commands to pull up a not-quite-legal PC hacking program, commonly used by the government to secretly access the computers of suspected terrorists, people leaking government secrets, and journalists who know too much. At the present time, Weasel was attempting to access Brisbaine's computer. Weasel put in Brisbaine's IP address, but all he got was a message that said "RESTRICTED ACCESS. PASSWORD REQUIRED"

Weasel had anticipated this, since he knew Brisbaine wasn't stupid. However, Weasel was a genius, and he knew he could find a way around Brisbaine's defenses.

All he needed was a little time…

"Um…well…so…are we…gonna eat or not?" said Coop, confused.

Everyone continued to remained silent for another moment. Then, Boomer stood up, slowly. He looked beyond the doorway at Bubble, who appeared shocked. Boomer gulped then tried to speak.

"I…" he began, before Bubbles ran back up to the Girl's room, shutting the door. Boomer stared at the door for a moment then hung his head down. Everyone else looked up at the door Bubbles had shut, then looked back at Boomer.

Buttercup, who was so angry her face was turning red, began to yell.

"You're a dead man!" she shouted at Boomer, beginning to walk towards Boomer, her hand balled up into a fist. However, Dexter got in front of her and tried to get her to calm down, with little effect.

As Dexter was doing this, Blossom began to stare at Otto and him.

"What are you two doing with HIM?" she said, stunned.

"Listen, its kinda complicated" said Dexter, turning to her while still trying to keep Buttercup at bay.

"More like really, really complicated" said Otto, who, unlike Dexter, was doing his best to avoid anywhere close to Buttercup.

The Professor scratched his head.

"Umm…did I…miss something?" he said.

Coop attempted to calm everyone down.

"Listen, listen. Maybe we should all just sit down and…"

They all yelled each other, confused and astounded at one another. Boomer, however, remained silent, still staring at the door Bubble's had shut. He dropped down to his knees.

Why…why did I even come here? He thought to himself.

"WHY DID I EVEN COME HERE?" he yelled out, not even realized he had spoken until he heard the yelling stop, and felt all the eyes looking at him.

Once again, they all paused. This time, the Professor was the one to break the silence

"Um…well…I think its time someone told me what was going on here."

"I just don't know" said Bubbles, while sitting on her part of the bed, becoming very confused and conflicted. "I mean, he's bad. Well, he was bad. But he's still with them, so doesn't that still make him bad? But he didn't seem bad then, cause he said…all…that stuff..."

Bubbles paused, reflecting on the events earlier in the day, then continued.

"...and all that didn't make him seem like a bad guy, but he seemed to feel bad, and now my sisters seem to feel bad, but I don't even know how I'm supposed to feel, so is that bad or is it not bad? What do you think?"

Bubbles looked over to the purple dog, Courage, who could only stare blankly at her and shrug.

I didn't think it was possible to use that many 'bads' so close together like that thought Courage, beginning to be seriously worried about Bubbles; she'd been like this ever since she came home.

"I'm just so confused. I thought I was alright, then I come down and he's here…I guess I just kinda…froze. And just left him there. I think I might have hurt his feelings. Does that make me bad? I mean, if he is, and I'm not, but what if he isn't, and I am. Maybe he's not bad, but I wasn't but now I am, then how…" Bubbles took a deep breath. "I think I just gave myself a headache."

She paused and listened to the others yelling downstairs, then she heard Boomer shouting "WHY DID I EVEN COME HERE?"

Bubbles looked down, and started to feel ashamed of herself.

I guess I did hurt his feelings she thought to herself. Bubbles never liked to hurt anyone's feelings. The question of whether Boomer was bad or not was momentarily out of her mind. All that mattered to her now was that she hurt someone else's feelings, which she thought was the worst thing you could do to someone. In Bubble's mind, she was now defiantly the bad one.

Courage sensed she felt bad and crawled over to her. He laid down next to her. Bubbles stroked his fur.

This isn't right she thought to herself.

"I have to do something" she said.

Weasel looked at computer, frustrated. He had underestimated Brisbaine's computer defenses. Right now, his screen was blue, with an unsettling message on it.

"ACCESS DENIED! UNAUTHORIZED USERS WILL BE LOCATED AND DETAINED! END OF LINE."

Dammit…this is harder than I thought said Weasel, rapidly typing in code, trying to find a 'backdoor' into Brisbaine's computer. As he typed, another message appeared onscreen.

"ACCESS DENIED! SECURITY ALERT IMMINANT! END OF LINE."

Come on…I'm so close. He typed in some more commands.

"PREPARING FULL ALERT IN T-10"

So…close. Weasel was beginning to sweat. He tried to type much faster.

"9…8…"

Alright, I think I've got it.

"7…6…"

Here goes something. He pressed Enter.

The screen flashed for a moment.

"ACCESS GRANTED. HAVE A NICE DAY, SIR. END OF LINE."

Weasel smirked to himself.

Alright…this is good he thought to himself. I don't have complete access, but I should be able to find something…I hope.

Weasel attempted to look through Brisbaine's documents, but most required a password. Weasel didn't bother to look in the ROWDYRUFF files, since he knew Brisbaine was not dumb enough to leave that unprotected. However, thanks to the hacking program, he was able to get into some of Brisbaine's email records. Unfortunately, the data did not indicate who the emails were sent to. Weasel began to read, hoping to finally get some answers.

SENT ITEMS

From: Dr. John Brisbaine
To: (CLASSIFIED)

Subject: PROJECT ROWDY Update

The operation is proceeding nicely. The Rowdyruff DNA was covertly retrieved from Townsville, however, the Chemical X necessary to clone them is proving hard to come by. One of our agents has been sent to retrieve some from the black market. I take great comfort in the fact that, after the final phase of PROJECT ROWDY, we will no longer have to worry about such complicated measures to produce Chemical X.

As commanded, I propositioned the renowned scientist Weasel to become a part of our project. Of course, matters of a higher level of understanding about the project remain unknown to him. He should help speed the process of the Project.
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From: Dr. John Brisbaine
To: (CLASSIFIED)

Subject: PROJECT ROWDY Update

We have obtained the necessary Chemical X, and are currently taking great measures to insure that, this time, we do not overdose the amount of Chemical X; we wouldn't want another disaster like PROJECT BUNNY to occur. The DNA seems well preserved, aside from some minor erosion that I don't believe will harm the Project. Currently, we are trying to modify the DNA to eliminate the Rowdy's fatal weakness. If all goes as planned, the cloning should begin in the next four weeks.
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From: Dr. John Brisbaine
To: (CLASSIFIED)

Subject: PROJECT ROWDY Update

The cloning process has begun as scheduled. We have begun cloning the Main Children and the Emergency Backups. The cloning process should be fully completed in an estimated two months. No problems have been picked up from the DNA or Chemical X doses. Several of the scientists below me have begun to question the integrity of the project, however it is nothing serious; they have no way of knowing the true nature of PROJECT ROWDY.

Weasel began to wonder to himself

True nature? Final Phase? Higher level of understanding? I knew something was fishy about this…but what does it all mean?

He read on.

From: Dr. John Brisbaine
To: (CLASSIFIED)

Subject: PROJECT ROWDY Update

The cloning process is almost one hundred percent complete. However, I have noticed some strange gamma brain wave activity from the Third Child, Boomer. Momentarily, I considered to immediately switch to the Emergency Backup, but Weasel protested. I ultimately decided against it, since I would not want to make such a drastic change without consulting you. The foolish scientist doesn't suspect anything and I have demoted him so he would not cause further problems. I have decided to release the Third Child upon full maturation, since wasting so much Chemical X would be heresy, but I will makes sure to monitor his behavior closely.

The Emergency Backup of the Third Child does not exhibit the same brain wave phenomenon as the Main Child, however, he appears to have certain neurological anomalies, most notably linked to those with sadistic or sociopathic tendencies, which I believe could only double his efficiency, should we decide to use him.

The First and Second Children, Brick and Butch, do not currently exhibit any clear anomalies at this time. Their backups exhibit no problems, per se, but, if their brain waves are any indication, they are not nearly as advanced as their counterparts. I assure you, this is only the result of an accelerated maturation project in an effort to prematurely prep Phase Three. I assure you this will not happen again.

Although I'm sure this Third Child development comes as a shock to us all, I do not believe this will become so severe as to threaten the nature of the Project."
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From: Dr. John Brisbaine
To: (CLASSIFIED)

Subject: PROJECT ROWDY- Phase One Complete

The Boys were released from the development chambers today. They are currently adjusting to their environment. No clear anomalies detected in either child.

The Weasel has suggested a duel password system for activating the Emergency Backups, so I believe he no longer trusts my judgment. To avoid further suspicion, I agreed.

I'll update shortly to report any changes in the Boys' personalities.
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From: Dr. John Brisbaine
To: (CLASSIFIED)

Subject: PROJECT ROWDY-Phase Two Update

The First Child, Brick, appears to spend a lot of time in deep thought, no doubt because of his memories, and beneath his collected exterior, seems to be hiding a massive amount of aggression. In other words, he is developing nicely.

The Second Child, Butch, makes no effort to hide his aggression, which he has in abundance. A great deal more sadistic than the other boys. Excellent development.

The Third Child, Boomer, however seems different, as I hypothesized. He exhibits antisocial, introverted traits, and often seems to drift wildly into his own thoughts. Also, when he's not in combat practice, he has taken to reading books far unusual considering his age, most notably Shakespeare and Poe works. My conclusion of his usefulness remains uncertain. I have decided to monitor him more closely.

Phase Two is nearing completion.

Phase Three has begun covertly. Final X is rising.

Weasel seemed quite disturbed about the last email.

Aggression? Developing nicely? "Final X is rising?" What the hell is going on? he thought. He continued reading, realizing the emails were beginning to reflect events in the past few days. Weasel hoped he would finally get some answers about Boomer's behavior.

From: Dr. John Brisbaine
To: (CLASSIFIED)

Subject: PROJECT ROWDY Update

I have prepared the final test for Phase Two: monitoring the Boys behavior free from the laboratory environment. I will report my data after the test.
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From: Dr. John Brisbaine
To: (CLASSIFIED)

Subject: Test Results

Test Complete. The Third Child failed miserably. The details of the test have been attached to this message. I will not have the child halt the progress of Phase Two. Measures are being taken to correct his mental anomalies. If the measures are unsuccessful, I will be forced to activate the Boomer's Emergency Backup; The Sixth Child of PROJECT ROWDYRUFF: Boomer-2 (Codename: BLANE).

Weasel opened the attachment on the last email. It chronicled the Boy's visit to the school, the fight, Boomer's refusal to fight, and his astonishing display of feelings. Weasel was shocked. Boomer had never exhibited such feelings at the base. Weasel's ambitions began to defer from finding out Brisbaine's motives to finding out what had happened to Boomer, because he knew whatever "measures" Brisbaine attempted to take were not good.

I knew he did something to provoke him he thought. This proves it…now if I only knew what he was going to do next…these reports give me little information I don't already know.

Weasel read the last email.

From: Dr. John Brisbaine
To: (CLASSIFIED)

Subject: Handling Problems

The Third Child has gone rouge. The Sixth Child has been activated, and I have made sure his first task is to eliminate the original Boomer. In the morning, I will take measures to make sure his brothers do not interfere. If all goes as planned, they won't suspect a thing.

Once this is over, we can focus completely on Phase Three. And once Final X has arisen, the Final Phase will be within our grasp.

The opposition shall crumble beneath our feet. The world shall fall and we shall rise from its ashes.
(END OF FILE)

Weasel read the final line of the final email and leaned back in shock.

"The world shall fall?" he though. Damn…there's more to this than I ever thought. I need to make sure Boomer and the Boy's are okay…but I need to find out what he's planning. These reports tell me nothing.

Weasel searched through Brisbaine's files, desperate to find more information, but everything else that seemed of importance was password protected. He was about to give up, when he noticed there was a document in the computer's Recycle Bin. Weasel looked into the Recycle Bin to find one single file.

A video file.

Weasel watched the video in its entirety. Once it was finished, he immediately activated the helicopter.

My God…this explains it. I need to tell them! I need to tell them all, before its too late he thought to himself.

The helicopter propellers whirled and he began to rise above the forest. He headed out, hoping he wasn't too late.

Brisbaine looked at his computer, drumming his fingers against the dashboard of his truck. He looked at the message on his screen.

"SILENT ALERT ACTIVATED! UNAUTHORIZED USER! END OF LINE."

I know it's you, Weasel he thought. No matter what you find, I'll make sure you don't live long enough to tamper with the plans.

He looked over to the passenger's seat, looking at Boomer-2(Codename: BLAINE), sleeping in the seat next to him.

Get your rest, little one. You'll have much to do tomorrow.