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Powerproff

The Professor had set Buttercup down on the table of the machine, the tensile strength of his daughter's bones required hydraulic presses to re-break the bones to be reset. He placed the tranquilizers in Blossoms and Buttercups mouth, and rubbed their neck to get them to swallow. Once he felt the sedation was in effect, he moved on to the next task. Placing the legs and arms into the braces he activated the press and watched carefully. The sound of bones snapping nearly made him gag, but he had a job to do so he powered through.

After each bone was broke, he reset it into proper place and bandaged it up. Soon she was reset and her body was already healing her. He took comfort in knowing she wouldn't be in pain by the time she woke up. He repeated the process on Blossom. While both arms were broken, he counted her lucky that her nose and ribs managed to heal without deformation. Soon enough he bandaged her arms up and set her back onto her gurney.

He looked over at his girls, tears had long since dried up, but the stinging sensation of them remained. The image of Brick telling him "This was self defense," Replayed within his head. Anger rose in the man. He scoffed to himself at the notion that this was merely self defense. They boys could have restrained the girls not beaten them to this point. They could have weakened them, not knocked them unconscious. He knew this was a message. "Don't fuck with the Rowdyruffs."

Having finished his work on the girls, he walked away from the medical portion of his lab. He walked up to his computer and typed his command for a special invention. Soon enough a portion of the floor receded, and a tube containing a white body suit had risen up. Without a second thought he grabbed it from the case and put it on.

Memories of paralyzing morning pain flooded his mind from the last time he put this suit on, but he pushed them aside and continued. The man was never truly an athlete, and his body had only gotten more worn down as he aged. He needed something to make his fragile human body withstand the fight he was in for, but he did have one last trick up his sleeve. Before he placed the helmet over his head, he grabbed a small syringe from the bottom of the container that housed his suit.

The professor was a patriot, and a brilliant mind, and was playing around with temporary chemical X. The idea, he had gotten from Mojo when he gave kids an addictive temporary version, but the professor managed to take away the habit forming chemicals, and produced a vial of clean temporary chemical X. It was meant to give soldiers fighting one last ditch effort if they were pinned in a fight, or were taken as prisoners of war. While the government invested highly into the project, it was yet to reach approval rating without human testing. Tonight the professor was going to be his own guinea pig.

He slammed the syringe into the spot where his shoulder and neck met and pushed the chemical into his body. The pain filling his body was his way of controlling people from misusing his creation, and if he was successful tonight he was sure he would have nightmares about this pain. His body mass grew, making his once flabby body now lean and muscular. His iris lost all color and grew to encompassed most of his eyes. After the pain subsided he leaned over the counter to catch his breath.

The batch he was working with, was only meant to give the strength and invulnerability to the human host, and leave out the rest of the powers. It had taken nearly 8 years of work, but he stood there with his very first success. He took one last look at the monitors that displayed the girls on their tables, and dawned his helmet. He flew to the skies and was soon at the prison. He was an employee here during the Rowdyruffs incarceration, although he never interacted with the boys and had no knowledge of their actions within the buildings. He was brought in to do repair work to the machine and restraints that kept the boys contained, but he knew where the boys were.

He looked down at his watch, the timer displayed 58 minutes. He knew he would only have an hour before his liver worked the Chemical out of his body and he would have to rely on the suit if it wasn't done by then. He didn't have time to waste.

Brick was the only Rowdyruff still awake at the time. He was feeling pretty proud of himself, and was replaying the fight earlier in his head. Soon though he heard sounds coming down the hall. As he got up the door to his cell made a few noises.

It sounded like someone was striking the door, eventually dents were bubbling on his side of the door, and a loud screech noise was made as the doors were pried upwards. There stood the man dressed in a white power-suit, and a glare to match Bricks. With a punch the door was dented to keep it open permanently. Brick barely had time to stand up before he felt hands on his body. The Powerproff snatched him by his metal collar restraint and threw him violently through the door. While the restraints kept him from using his active powers, his invulnerability still remained, but his skull made a sickening crash against the wall when he landed.

He shook off the pain and looked up, and Powerproff was flying forward for the youth. He held his hands and the restraints holding his wrists together were broken apart, but both of bricks fists were forced into his face. The pain sent shock waves through his face, but he couldn't stay there with the man getting ready for another strike.

As Powerproff brought down both his hands clasped together Brick rolled to the left barely dodging the blow as it dented the ground he once stood at. "I take it you're mad about earlier?" Brick replied looking at the man. He was only a few inches taller than Brick, but he looked to tower the youth with a hateful glare sent his way. Professor didn't respond with words, but grabbed the collar again and threw him down the hall, as he flew down the professor flew up and landed another blow to his gut, making Brick hit the ground. The clasp holding the collar broke apart, and Brick, feeling this, threw it away, knowing it was the piece that prevented his use of powers. He kicked the Powerproff away into the ceiling and grabbed his ankle restraints and shattered them. He stood up and readied his defenses properly this time. The man dashed back to the youth and was striking hard and fast. It took everything Brick had to block, but saw an opening soon enough. When the Professor sent a left hook to Brick, he moved the fist to his right ducked down and sent a few quick jabs into the man's ribs. The Powerproff let out a few cries of pain, but sent another fist into Brick's face.

Brick managed to stop sliding back from the impact, looking down he saw the hallway devoid of any personal, and quickly decided he needed to get out. Using his speed he rushed to the exit. He knew he was the one the Professor was after, and knew he would follow. As he raced through the exit door he felt a foot drive itself into his back, and Brick rolled through the office. He was officially out of the lead lined rooms and by the loading dock. He could feel the presence of the man, who was sending his foot down onto Brick. He held his arms out and managed to block the stomping attack, and eventually grabbed his foot and twisted it violently to the left. When Powerproff fell to the ground Brick took off to the skies. He barely managed to reach the sky when he felt hands on his shoulders, "How is he faster than me?" Brick panicked inside his head. When the man turned him around Brick started fighting back. As Powerproff pulled his arm back Brick sent his head into his opponents Jaw. The professor held his hands to his mouth, blood spilling out but the look of rage remained. Brick landed a few quick blows to the mans chest then flipped forward crashing his heel into the top of Powerproff head.

The man managed to regain composure before he hit the ground and shot up and landed both his fists into the youth. Brick went flying off from the impact, but the professor kept on him. He landed several blows to Brick's face as he kept him flying to the outskirts of Townsville When he came back up to Brick for a fourth strike to keep him flying, Brick latched onto Professor's fist and used his arm like a swing to crash into the man's gut. Brick then wrapped his legs around the man and flew down to the ground.

When both impacted, Brick blasted the man's helmet with his heat vision. As the helmet broke apart from the attach, The professor sent a fist flying into Brick's face. He stood up and looked at the young man. He finally spoke, "You were trying to kill me weren't you?" Professor said wiping some blood away from his mouth.

Brick couldn't answer, he didn't know he was actually trying to end the man, but it certainly felt that way. The Powerproff dashed forward and the two were locked into a brutal fist fight. Each one trading blow with the other, but with the Professor being taller than Brick he was landing more solid hits, and Brick was finding himself more and more on the defensive. At one point the professor clutched one of Brick's arms and brought his leg up and broke the bone. "That one was for Blossom." He said with a smirk.

The attacks were different from Blossom, she usually acted with more precision and tact, but the Professor was attacking with animalistic rage and speed. Soon the professor brought a harsh knee into the boy's solar plexas. Brick fell to his knees and tried to catch his breath, but Powerproff sent a foot deep into his face. Brick landed harshly into a nearby boulder. He needed to get the Professor to waver. He was going to have to show his hand a bit. The professor charged to Brick. In return he blasted the ground in front of him, blinding the man.

Brick used his speed to find a place to hide for a few moments. Once he felt safe he looked down at his arm. Suppressing the desire to scream in pain he moved his bone back into place. The sounds of the bones grinding inside his arm, made him nauseous. After it was done he could feel his arm repairing itself. It wouldn't be good to fight for another hour, but it was healing.

He placed a hand on his throat and focused. He knew what he needed to do, and was mad he was going to have to show off his new trick.

"Professor?" He said in a feminine voice. "No that's too high," He remarked. "Professor, please." Another feminine voice called out, "Almost." he remarked in his head. "Please professor we need you." Blossom's voice escaped Brick's mouth. "There we go, hopefully this will cause him to stop and not get even more pissed." Brick said in his head. He looked around and couldn't see the man anywhere, but he could hear something approaching him at a fast speed. He spun around and was greeted with numerous punches all over his body and face.

The torrent of punches was sending Brick into a hole in the rock being built by the Powerproff attack. Finally when the professor stepped back Brick fell to the ground bruised and bloodied. The professor picked him up by the collar and spoke, "This is for my little girls." He said as he pulled his fist back.

"Please professor, don't do this." He heard Blossom say, but the voice came from Brick. "We need you." This time it was Buttercup's voice came calling from Brick. "It hurts so much." This time it was Bubbles.

Tears fell from Professor Utonium and he dropped his fist as he held up Brick. That was all Brick needed. He blasted the man with his heat vision burning holes into the suit. As it broke away Brick let a torrent of fists flying into the Professor, and started tearing away at his suit. As it was removed he threw it to the side and grabbed the professor by the neck and flew up. He choked the man in the air, The professor kicking the air in a vain attempt to avoid the air being cut off. Fear filled Professor Utonium, the Chemical X game him strength stamina and endurance, but not flight, he was now at Brick's mercy.

As he passed out in Brick's hands, Brick felt like continuing and ending the man now. He managed to put some fright into Brick, and he was livid at that fact. He decided against it, he could use this someway somehow he was sure. He floated down and set the man down. Fresh air soon filled his lungs as his chest rose and fell to his breathing. A beeping noise was heard, and he looked down to see a watch displaying a flickering 00:00. He looked back at the man, and saw his body lose most of it's muscle mass and groans of pain came from the man.

As he awoke, tears fell from his eyes. He was in considerable pain, but the feeling of letting down his girls are what drove the tears. "Are you done?" He heard Brick ask. The professor just nodded. Brick felt awkward standing there rubbing his still healing arm. "I get it ya know." He said to the man. "If someone hurt one of my brothers, I would probably try to end that person to."

"I wasn't trying to kill you, just..." He let out a shallow breath as he paused then brought his hands to his face, "I don't know what I was trying to do."

"You almost succeeded with whatever it was." He needed to spin another lie. "If you hadn't randomly stopped fighting like that I would have lost for sure." He looked at him with a brow raised.

"I thought I heard my girls speaking, from you." He narrowed his eyes at Brick.

"Maybe an emotional hallucination?" Brick suggested. "You're probably still feeling a lot of things."

"Why didn't you kill me?" He asked. "You were trying to right?" Brick looked to the side.

"I wasn't trying to kill you, I was just trying to get that suit off you. I guess I acted without thinking about the frail man inside." He looked at him, "But you seemed to endure."

"It doesn't matter." The professor sighed, "I broke into a prison and assaulted a prisoner, I'll be locked up myself." He said finally sitting up.

"Look, How about we get you home? We can go from there." Brick wasn't sure why he was even offering any assistance to Professor Utonium. Maybe it was cause that's how he would have acted in his position. Maybe he admired the level of devotion the girls father gave to them. He walked over and helped the man up. He draped one of his arms around himself and retook to the skies.

As they landed down, The professor took shaky steps inside. He collapsed in his chair. Brick looked around, he had been in this house once, but never cared enough to look around. He grabbed a glass from the kitchen and filled it with water. He brought it to the man reclined in his chair. He had his eyes closed, and was groaning in pain. He was about to leave the man when he noticed an open door by the stairs. Curiosity took him and he went to it. It was a staircase leading downstairs. Shrugging off any questions of whether or not he should be there he floated down.

He was inside the lab the Professor made, and looked around. He had been in here once before, but it was a quick visit. Walking further down he was met with the sight of the girls laying on top stretchers. Blossom had bandages on both arms as well as her chest. Buttercup had bandages on her leg, and on both girls blood was stained inside the gauze. He looked over and saw a machine that seemed to have hydraulic presses spattered in blood on the table.

The sight managed to stir up a choking feeling of guilt in the young red head. He really enjoyed beating these girls, but seeing them in this state in the dim lit medical portion of the lab was pathetic. Even more so when he knew they didn't deserve this. He swallowed the feeling down, and turned around to see the professor standing behind him. Sadness filled his eyes.

"I hope they will be okay, while I'm away." He said. Brick remembered how he claimed to be going to prison for his action this night, but Brick had a moment of empathy.

"Look, just don't do anything stupid." He said as he walked past the man. He didn't know if he had the reputation to prevent the man going to a cell, but he actually wanted to try. He felt respect for the Professor, and didn't want him taken away from the girls. He rationalized it would only cause more problems than they were worth, but he knew deep inside it was to remedy the new guilt he felt.

He took his leave and flew back to his prison. Mayor Bellum was on sight, as well as Langston. They both took quick notice of Brick. He had very little emotion showing.

"Brick? What the hell happened?" Langston asked approaching the boy.

Letting out a sigh Brick spoke, "The Professor guy attacked me." He then told the tale of how he fought the Powerpuff dad.

"Great now I need to issue an arrest warrant." She complained, after Brick told them he dropped him off at their house. Leaving out the details of seeing the girls.

"Do you really?" Brick asked. "I mean the man has been through enough and has helped the city thousands of times." He tried to reason.

"He broke in and attacked you, why are you defending him." Langston asked with a raised brow.

"Look I think if any of us were in his position they would do the same thing. He is only really guilty of being a devoted father. Come on cut him a break." He pleaded with Mayor Bellum. "It's not like he is an actual threat to anyone anyways."

She looked down at him and weighed what the boy had said. "Fine, but I still want to talk to him." She said crossing her arms, then relaxed, "But it can wait until morning." She said waving as she took her leave.

Brick walked back into the prison. Langston had to put him in the back up cell they made in case any boy managed to break out. As he bid Brick a good nights sleep, he soon took off as well. Brick collapsed on his bed and soon passed out himself.

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