Ouchies…the final chapter! I hope y'all have your brains prepaired, 'cuz this is one LOOONG update. It has parts with descriptions and stuff, because I wanted to clear everything before I continue with "EGD". So, read it and review it! Please!


Fighting back to you

Wind blew in young female's face, playing with her dark hair; she stood, deep in thoughts, on the highest cliff of the newly created Dark mountain. Some time ago, Townsville vulcano stood at that place, she remembered…

Two months passed since her awakening; her body fully recovered, due to her strong will. But her soul was still wounded.

She turned to look at her listener, certain blonde girl with sapphire eyes. But no smile appeared on Buttercup's pale lips; those eyes were once full of joy…full of life.

"And so…it ended", concluded her sister, simply but truthfully, in her own way; she learned to be quiet, to think about something that nobody other could see; Buttercup felt her heart stiffen. Bubbles had grown up…

"Yes", replied Buttercup, and pointed at the strange nothingness that was once Townsville; now nothing but lifeless desert. Not so far away, but still in a safe distance, stood the great tower, dark and frightening. Symbol of Brick's power. Symbol of death.

"See that, Bubbles? That's what we were fighting again whole our life. Evil. Is it right from us to give up now?"

"I don't understand…"

"It's not meant to be this way…it CAN'T end like this. It won't."

Blue eyes looked at the tower. Somewhere beneath here, lived her sister…her smart, reliable sister, the one who was more like a mother to her…and she understood what Buttercup was saying.

"I will try to stop him, Bubbles."

"You know I can't help you, right?"

"It doesn't have much to do with you now", said Buttercup quietly "It's about pride."

Bubbles looked at her sympathetically.

"You liked him, didn't you?"

"Do you really need me to answer?", Buttercup replied quietly.

It was simple as that, and she was just too blind to see it.


Buttercup always wanted power. Save mental power - that one brought people nothing but boring grades and stuff - but the power over other people's lives, over money. In other words, leadership and wealth.

Her dreams about money were cut short when she was nothing but a mere child; however, she never stopped wanting to be a leader.

Now, she was able to follow that dream, without Blossom…or Brick…on her way.

People are scared, she thought as she fixed her hood so nobody could see her trade-mark green eyes; she was on "Wanted" list, for goodness sake…So every dirty lowlife could report her to Emperor. And that one only wanted her dead.

She couldn't believe she once had that childish crush on the Rowdyruff leader. It made her simply redden of rage. One more reason to kill that son of a bitch, Buttercup reminded herself.

The door were practically half destroyed. So much for the famous "Anti-emperor" tavern, thank you very much. Though I shouldn't be picky right now. It's not like a have a choice.

She tried hard not to throw up when she smelled the scent of old food, sweat and bad beer all mixed up. Not forgetting to once again thank her ability to live over hopeless situations, Buttercup took a seat in the corner, not removing her hood; for all she knew, a lot of people here would sell their own daughter for the money Brick was offering for her own head.

"One beer", she ordered quietly "Or rather something tougher…to fight fire with fire."

Bubbles was, after all, useful. There were men on the rebel side who liked pretty, blonde girls in their late teens; and "the joy and the laughter" was now just mature enough to have some use from it. Over two cups of wine, she managed her "boyfriend" to tell her rebel password…and to quickly pass it to Buttercup.

However, there was no much time to thank her sister, because she was quickly dragged through hidden doors in the floor, and surrounded by about twelve blood thirsty looking men.

"Err…hi", said Buttercup, waving slightly.


If she only knew that she would have use of her appearance one day, she wouldn't be so jealous of her sisters. It seemed that everyone gasped when she quickly removed her hood, revealing the face that even Emperor marked as a threat; some of the closest took a step back.

"Hi, I said. Just what kind of welcome is this?" Buttercup repeated "What's your name, little girl? What are you doing here?"

They're checking on me…well, let's see if there's anything to be checked.

"The name's Buttercup, rebels. And I'm here to ask for help. Think about it. I'm the only Powerpuff that's there to fight for you…if you can remember what a Powerpuff is."

"Buttercup? Powerpuff? You are the long-lost sister? The one that Emperor wants dead?"

"I'd say so. So, are you willing to help me, or not? I don't ask you to die for me or anything. You don't have to trust me."

"What?"

Silence. Buttercup felt insecure for the first time. This is not going right…

"Not to trust you? Then who are we supposed to trust?"

"It's enough for me that Emperor hates you. It's like a joining bonus."

"I say let's help her, guys."

"QUIET!"

Buttercup raised her eyes. Finally, someone responsible…those guys ain't normal. They would entrust me just like that…without asking.

"First, let's hear what are you asking for", said oh-so-familiar voice. A voice she wanted to hear for a so long time.

"Butch!", she whispered, and stared in her twin…no, wait, boyfriend.

"Not now, BC", he said "These guys are willing to die for some of your crazy ideas. It's not time to play Who's the leader".

Buttercup thought for a moment.

"Okay, here's my question. Can you help me dethrone and kill our all-mighty emperor, Brick Rowdyruff?"

Again, silence.

"You crazy? You can't do that!"
She felt a smile creeping on her lips.

"Try me."


"You jerk! How COULD you not tell me you were okay? Have you had any ideas how WORRIED I was?"

"Oh, right. You do realize that you just told me that you really care and worry about me?"

Buttercup stiffened. I can't believe I just said that…

They were in her "room". Small, yet as messy as the green Puff liked her room to be. But Buttercup wasn't worried about that at the moment. She was busy piercing her "imaginary boyfriend" with an angry look.

However, she couldn't help but notice how much she missed him…And to see him so tall, self confident and simply older, hurt her.

Yes, as much as sixteen years old Buttercup differed from her tomboyish, childish self, Butch differed from the fight-obsessed boy she used to know. He was seventeen, still taller than her and still had his messy black hair - but with newfound courage and strenght in his eyes, he managed to leave her breathless. He has grown up…Wonder if her even remember what happened with us in that dream?

And yeah, brave Powerpuff fighter actually blushed. I'm so STUPID…Stop it, stop it, stop it!

"No, I meant…uh…JUST DROP IT, WILL YA?"

Butch raised his eyebrows. O-kay. Easy, Buttercup, easy.

"Who said that was a bad thing? And you don't have to be so edgy with me. That's MY so-called brother we're fighting against, yeah, but it's not my fault we have the same insane monkey for a dad…"

Buttercup took a deep breath.

"So. You found any other dummies willing to fight on my side?"

"Our side. And yes, my lady, there are dummies willing to fight for you. Must be your lucky day. You simply charmed them, like you did to me."

"Whatever. And, if you call me a lady ever again, you'll lose your head."

"Oh really?"

Things have changed between us, thought Buttercup, and I like it…

It looked like world has stopped for a single moment. At least to her.

Because, Butch Rowdyruff was kissing her, in the real world, right there, right now, and for once she didn't felt like she was in the random teenage movie. For once it felt right.


THE END


A/N: Or not. You see, I really wanted it to stay like this. They defeated Brick, yada yada yada, and everybody lived happily ever after.

But I'm just not that kind of a writer. So, there! Stop reading if you hate unhappy endings…but if you want the real story, keep it up.


How much time has passed? A day? A month? A year?

Buttercup lost count, to be honest. However, all she knew was that her army was starting to get big…really big, and that she was the second most loved being in the world right now.

People HATED Brick. And, as she liked to say, there are still some brave creatures on this world - though NOT in Townsville.

Yes, she still haven't made the final attack, and Brick was getting more powerful with every second. And so, now he was controlling everything on Earth, except for Buttercup's private army of rebels.

Who would've guessed that sisters could take so different paths?

Once proud redhead, commander and the leader of the famous trio, now was hidden in the shadow of her fiancé. Very few people knew that she even existed…stories were told that she's living in the dream world, half awake and half asleep, still believing that Brick's her knight in shining armor. She was lost for the living…or so the people believed.

What happened to the happy-go-lucky blonde, the joy and the laughter? She was silent. And she was there to help, when people were suffering, when the fire was swallowing villages; together with her boyfriend, blue-eyed Rowdyruff boy, she was a lucky spirit of the world. Children believed that she was their fairy, grown ups barely believed in her; yet she existed, here and there, like an invisible protector of the innocent.

And the fearless fighter, raven haired tomboy dressed in green? She was well known, almost too much for her own good. Emperor's warriors feared her; there were even prophecies that the "last one of the Powerpuffs will destroy Emperor and bring peace". Rebels worshiped her like she was demi-goddess or something similar. But, it was well know that she had one single soft spot. Her second in lead (others believed that they shared leadership).

And that's the way it was. Descriptions, OFF! Let us focus on the story…or something.


It was bound to come, sooner or later, Buttercup figured sadly. I cannot fight him alone…I cannot fight him at all, with all the honesty. I'm too weak…to tired…

And she had the reason to be tired, indeed. She was fighting and fighting without rest; countless miles separated her from her home. Or what used to be home for her; now her only family was Butch, and they were always in haste. No time to settle, no time for anything except running and fighting.

She was sick and tired of that life now. Maybe once she believed she could do it…but now she was wiser and older. There was no possible way she could beat Emperor.

"Thinking too much, sweetie? You're overdoing it, I'm telling you."

She lifted her head just to smile at him weakly and to continue staring at the burned ground under her feet.

"Tell me something, BC. Why don't we fly anymore? It would take less time and we'd be less tired."

"I already told you. He can sense our powers and hunt us down. And we don't want that."

"Who said that we don't want that? I thought our purpose was to fight him!"

She just looked at him for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"You know very well that us two have to fight him. Others are supposed to fight his army. Those are very different things. If he come here personally, he'd kill all of them - and we can't risk their lives just because we feel like it."

Butch could sense cold anger in her voice. She was furious at herself for not being smarter…for not being able to stop that madness in that very moment.

"You're a great leader, BC, face up. It's gonna be alright…after all, we can do it. If anyone will, it's going to be us."

"Great, if you're so sure, tell me your big plan to destroy Brick."

"Eh…"

"I'm waiting."

She just widened her eyes when she heard his next sentence, but then nodded in agreement.

"Great. So, we're doing it…tonight."


I shouldn't have accepted it…ever. Blossom would never accept it.

But, then again, I'm not Blossom, am I? I'm not that perfect…not that beautiful…and surely not that afraid to act.

They were at the lone hill, just two of them; it was finally time to put an end to the war…or at least two leaders of Resistance hoped so.

They escaped surprisingly easy, like they used to do when they were kids; just this time the cause was not an outing with the pals. This time it was more serious and more dangerous.

"Buttercup."

Okay, this is officially Land of Weirdness. Butch saying my real name. I must be dreaming.

"Yeah?"

"You don't think we're going to make it, right?"
"I don't. Your plan is completely crazy and stupid, and I'm doing this just because of that. Otherwise…we have no chance."

"I'm glad you believe in me, hun."

"No problem."

Awkward silence. There was so much to say…and so little time. They were racing with their own destiny now, trying to say everything before it's too late. But words just weren't coming.

"I love you."

Yep, that was suptile from you, Butchie dear. You are such a poet.

"And I l…"

She had to stop in the middle of the sentence, you see, because someone arrived. The thing she was waiting for…and yet she wasn't ready for him.

"Am I interrupting?", asked Brick, with a smile that could make wolves run.

"You don't know just how much", she growled and attacked.

"Stay away, girlie girl!"

Streak of black energy, so powerfull that it could easily kill her if she just didn't duck it, pushed her away; she fell on the ground, coughing. That son of a bitch…

"Family bussiness, dear, what to say", Brick said, floating in the air just two metres from her; yet, she couldn't move at all. He has new powers…I couldn't even think of something that powerful! How did he do it?

"What do you want from me?" Butch asked, gritting his teeth; he couldn't just blindly attack, after what Brick did to Buttercup.

"I don't want anything from you, bro. I just want you…dead."

And the show started, in front of the paralyzed Buttercup; streaks of green and red light fought each other with unbelievable strenght. Buttercup just could watch Butch and Brick glowing in green and red; they weren't fighting anymore, they were killing each other.

It was just unreal

Buttercup felt that forgotten feeling of fighting…Right, left, up and down…block…jump… which she could tell that other two didn't have. They just wanted to kill each other, to let their hate fill them to the end…
"You can't beat me! You never could!", yelled Brick, ducking Butch's Emerald destroyer - her personal favourite.

"Maybe not, but at least I can try!"

Brick, however, managed to drew closer; streaks of light were soon replaced by fists and punches. Buttercup still couldn't move a bit; what Brick did to her was more sinister than just killing her. This way she could just watch them fighting and not been able to help…

And then, in one moment, Buttercup realized that something was wrong. There was something wrong in the way Brick's hand went after Butch's chest, in the look on his face…In Butch's eyes, which filled with sudden pain…

Like in a slow motion, Buttercup's heart exploded of pain as her friend, her opponent, her love, flew back through space. Slow motion lasted as she screamed and flew towards Butch, as green eyes shone fire for the very last time and then closed forever…

Buttercup could sense time running down her veins. She held Butch's limp body on her hands, tearless, but still shaking of horror.

This can't be happening…

She pulled his corpse with her, flowing above the ground, and looking at Brick, who was laughing devilishly even now. Her heart shivered of hate once again, remembering all the things he've done to her in her dreams…

"This isn't over yet, Brick…", she whispered.

"I don't care", was the only answer she got before she flew away, to get ready for the showdown.

Because she knew it was coming.

…………………………………………………………………

Buttercup looked upon her army. So many people…they followed her. They trusted her with their lives. And she didn't deserve it.

She used to want fun. His kisses, attention and lifetime spent together like crazy party, without rest.

To melt his frozen heart and teach him how to feel.

She used to want so many things.

Now, all of that was gone. He was gone.

And Buttercup couldn't help but cry.

Because everything goes down, and she didn't have the power to stop it.

THE END


Now for real…it's completed! I'll soon continue with "Everything goes down". I hope you all enjoyed, and this being the last chapter, that you will all review. It doesn't take much time and I'd appreciate it greatly!

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