Rated M for Ultraviolence, Foul Language, Sexual Themes, Nudity, Horror/Grotesque Scenes, Surrealism, Mind Boggling Imagery, Slaanesh, References to Heavy Metal Music, References to TTS and other 40k fics, 40k in General, the Emperor of Mankind, and Badasses doing Badass things.

Let the Madness start!

(Cover Art by Symptom99)

Opening File: The Gods of Chaos

The Gods of Chaos, also known as the Ruinous Powers, are the beings of the Warp that are the coalesced and collective manifestation of all thoughts and emotions of all living beings. However, to truly describe the Gods of Chaos, is a task that would drive any Chronicler, such as myself, to madness. So, I will summarize them to the best of my ability.

As the Warp reflects the thoughts and feelings of any species that bares a soul, concepts and ideas correlating to those manifested thoughts and emotions will join together or coalesce to put it better. If enough of these thoughts and emotions manifest in the Warp, these coalesced thoughts and emotion will become sentient and be able to act upon their own will.

First is Khorne, the Blood God: who represented the emotions of anger, rage, hatred, violence and bloodshed. Second is Nurgle, the Plague Father: who represents physical corruption, fear of mortality, self-delusion, and despair.

The third is Tzeentch, the Changer of Ways: who represents feelings of ambition, intrigue, pursuit of knowledge, evolution, and change. Finally, there is Slaanesh, the Prince of Pleasure: who came from the Fall of the Eldar and their plunge into lust, greed, excess, perfection, depravity, and pleasure which gave birth to the Dark Prince.

The Gods' powers are practically unlimited as long it fit the concepts of the emotions they are formed from. For example, Slaanesh is able to inflict his victims with crippling desires as he represents desire itself while Tzeentch is able to induce random and horrific mutations as he represents change.

Because of their utter vastness, they can create shards of themselves of varying size and power, more commonly referred to as Daemons. And with the opening of the Maw of Annihilation, Chaos now has access to countless universes of emotion to feast upon, causing them to become stronger than ever before.

Thankfully, so has their archenemy: the Emperor of Mankind.

Close File

Megaville Center for Arts: Ground Floor

For many, many people, the Megaville science fair was one hell of a day. Not just because of the incredible science projects, meeting with some of the top scientists of the world, the performances from the Megaville elementary school ballet class, and most definitely not because Noreen Wakeman was supposed to be given a reward for her groundbreaking research into cybernetics and robotics.

No, it was one hell of a day because of the fact that a crazy robot placed a hijacking module on XJ9 which then possessed her and made her form a portal, a white PowerPuff flew in, and the portal now was letting massive biomechanical monsters.

Yeah, it's been quite the day.

The three Cluster bots on the stage stared down as the portal warbles in great power and the attendees just stared on in abject terror.

The first one, Battus, seems to be based off a bat instead of an insect. He is purple of color and is twice the size of a regular human. His body contained a red chest plate attached to his sternum along with several black steel plates attached to several other parts of his body namely: the crotch, shoulders, claws, neck and legs. On the head were large ears which resemble small wings, metal screws drilled into his cheeks, teeth uncouthly sharp and pale-yellow eyes with black silted pupils. In the same coloration of his eyes, he has orbs in his shoulder, hands and on his knees. And the final yet utmost important feature is the retractable bat wings which he can summon out of his back.

The second is Kuwagus. Just like any other Cluster robot, he resembles an insect, specifically a rhino beetle. Kuwagus is a big light-brown beetle, with silicate wings and large compactor-like mouth with fangs. He curiously has two arms instead of six and apparently does have four eyes.

The third is Nool. He looks like an insect, as that is with most robots from the Cluster Zone. He is a thin and rather tall grasshopper-like robot with big sharp claws and several spikes on his back. Like the other robots, his limbs are attached with each other through twisted cables.

The final one is Commander Destruction. Unlike the others he does not resemble a form of insect. He has yellow eyes, a face in smaller size in comparison to the massive, distended head, on said head were a few spikes. He has two massive pauldron-like shoulders, also with spikes, and spikes on the knuckles of his massive hands, with a few small spikes on his chest, arms and legs. Said legs were truck-like and the armor on his arms had band-like patterns.

Finally, was the white Powerpuff Girl: Bell. She is of average height for her age and has peach skin. Her clothing was of long white stockings with Mary Jane shoes, and a white dress with a big black stripe on it. Her eyes are soft white, but despite this color, she isn't blind. She also has long white hair with antenna-like bangs and a black headband. By her was her faithful pet, GIR.

"Wha... White?" A 12-year-old girl with blonde pigtails and sky-blue eyes questioned, wearing a blue ballerina outfit for the dance that she was supposed to do before GIR placed that module on Jenny's head. This is Bubbles, the youngest of the three Powerpuff Girls.

"It's...! It's her!" Another 12-year-old girl shouted. She had long straight ginger hair with bangs over her forehead, a red bow tying it together and bright pink eyes, wearing a white dress shirt with a tie under a pink vest, pink skirt, and a lab coat, with tall white socks and brown dress shoes. This is Blossom, the leader of the Powerpuff Girls.

"Who?" Another 12-year-old girl asked Blossom. This one had short black hair in a flip with a small triangular part on the forehead and light green eyes, wearing a yellow outfit with a red button on the top of the shirt and red edges around the sleeves. The reason she was wearing this uniform was because she was helping her teacher, Jack, with a Takoyaki stand for the fair.

"Bell!" Her sister confirmed as she pulled some of her glasses off in shock, "She's back!"

Buttercup glared at the white colored transhuman as she cracked her knuckles, ready to fight this girl, "An old friend of yours, huh?

Commander Destruction roared as panels on his massive shoulders opened to reveal a myriad of missiles that fired at once. They destroyed the bleachers, sending flames and flaming steel folding chairs flying everywhere while all the attendees fled in terror. They grabbed whomever they could as they tried to flee the blast, screaming and fleeing for their lives.

Blossom, reacting within a second, flew towards her love interest Dexter, grabbing him by his left arm and flying him away from the blast. The boy genius then noted to the Transhuman girl, "It would appear prudent at this time to get-"

"-SOMEWHERE SAFER!" Professor Jonathan Utonium finished for Dexter unknowingly, while he carried Nora Wakeman away from the blast, running hysterically. The former was a tall man with short black hair, wearing a white dress shirt with black tie under a black vest and lab coat, and black dress pants and black dress shoes.

Wakeman was a short elderly woman with long and high white hair, a pointed nose, and red tinted glasses. She was wearing a black sweater and pants with yellow shoes and a yellow jacket with black buttons dressed over her sweater.

Nora yelled as she struggled against the Professor's grasp to get to her 'daughter' and help her, "But XJ9! She needs-"

'-HELP!' Courage yells in his mind, unknowingly finishing for Wakeman, as he carried I. M. Weasel and scrambling away. Courage was an odd dog as his fur was a shade of purple and he was dressed in the top half of the same uniform Buttercup was wearing. I. M. Weasel meanwhile had red fur with a yellow underside, while he was wearing a white dress shirt and tie under a black vest and lab coat.

The weasel in question, nonchalantly ignoring the explosions around him, said as he typed something into his phone, "We'll relocate. Turn the situation around, and then-"

"-WE CAN FIGHT!" Buttercup yells, unknowingly finishing for Weasel, curling her hands into fists to tear the robots apart limb from limb. However, her teacher decided that they needed to ensure the safety of the other people. Her teacher was a tall and eastern-looking man that was also identical to Professor Utonium with his long jet-black hair tied in a bun that sat at the bottom of his neck and a few wisps of hair over on his forehead, wearing a color inverted version of Buttercup's uniform; red with a yellow button on the top of his shirt and yellow edges on the edges of his sleeves.

"We must save these people first!" Sensei Jack yelled as he guides the panicking people to safety from the Cluster before he readies himself for a fight against the robots. "This way!" He yelled to the people who were still running away from the Cluster.

Back on the stage, things were not going well for those who were still there. "Everyone! Grab hold!" Bubbles says as she extended her arm for the other dancers to take her hand so they could get out of here.

Battus yells at Nool while the latter was working on XJ9 who was still upkeeping the portal, "Widen it! We must keep it stable!" Nool did so, forcing the extensions to extend as to keep the portal from destabilizing. Suddenly, Kuwagus let out a deafening roar and brought down his massive claws onto the wooden stage, splintering it into pieces and revealing the dirt floor underneath. The orange Clusterbot then dug his horns and claws down into the dirt and began digging, intentionally or not destabilizing the stage.

As Kuwagus started digging down into the earth, one of the dancers, Olga as yelled at Bubbles, "All of us?! You're joking!" Unknown to them, Kuwagus' digging caused the supports of the stage, causing the top of the stage to nearly come tumbling down on them all.

"No, we've got to- GET DOWN!" Bubble yelled as the stage top fell down and seemingly crushed her and the dancers.

Olga screamed in fear as the stage top crashed down on top of them, "BUBBLES!"

As the Astronomonov sister fell backwards from the force of the impact, Battus' head snapped upwards as he felt something, saying to Nool, who was still working on the portal, "Wait, I sense something."

The fallen stage rumbled, then was lifted upwards to reveal the blonde PowerPuff and her classmates safe and sound as the former lifts it away from them. "I've-" Bubbles grunts as she lifts up the fallen stage parts, "-Got you!"

As she threw away the fallen stage parts and the other girls scrambled to safety, Bubbles yelled out to anyone else that was out there, "Is everyone okay? Where's Olga? OLGA, WHERE ARE YOU?" The other girls then clung to her, begging and pleading to save them.

"I will! But we have to find-"

She was cut off when Battus yelled out as he raised his left arm as an energy weapon opened in his wrist, "Ah! There you are!" Bubbles' gaze shot towards the focus of the cluster bot's: Ms. Honeydew. The beautiful agent had her eyes closed and her hands to her head as if in pain, though her expression was quite serene and focused.

"Something's wrong." The blonde PowerPuff whispered to herself, concerned and confused as to why she wasn't running away to safety, "She's just standing there!"

Battus had similar thoughts as he analyzed the telepath. 'What kind of audience does she want? Attempting a wide spectrum broadcast...' He pondered before charging his weapon at the agent, intending to reduce the woman to ashes, 'A pity such energy will go to waste.'

Bubbles' eyes bulged when she realized what the purple robot was going to do before flying up with the other girls in tow, "Hold on!" Before the other girls could say anything in protest, Bubble flashed towards Honeydew just as Battus fired his weapon.

'Goodbye, telepath-Huh?!' Battus thought as a blue streak of light out sped his beam just as it collided with the pile that the agent was standing on. The streak slowed down as it left the smoke, revealing Bubbles, the dancers of the ceremony, and Agent Honeydew, all safe and sound. Bubbles had grabbed the agent away from the blast with only femtoseconds to spare to get all of them away to safety, and she succeeded. The group all flew away to safety, not realizing Olga had been left on the stage and was hiding behind a piece of debris.

Samantha mentally sneered but maintained her composure as she watched Bubbles fly Honeydew and the dancers to safety, her hair flowing through the wind while she herself was still hidden in the crowd with her purple outfit and sunglasses. 'Pointless. You'll all be dead soon enough.'

Battus sneered at the intervention but relented as he had greater worries at the moment, "No matter. Is it ready?" He said to Nool, whom nodded as he used his claws to input commands onto the module on Jenny's head, which were then transferred to Jenny herself.

"Yes. She offers little resistance." The green Cluster bot purred as he transferred commands to Jenny as he called in reinforcements to secure their victory.

"MULTI-SCALE TRANSWARP ACTIVE." Blared from Jenny as her eyes remained orange and the transponder flared from her modified 'pigtails.' Suddenly, several orange beetle-like Clusterbots swarmed out of the portal, flaring their wings out and flying at blinding speeds.

"Just as well." Battus remarked, looking over the Cluster bots coming through the portal, ready to slay any and all organics that stood in their way, "She is poisoned to think like these organics. The faster she lets go, the less painful it will be for all of them."

As they talked, Commander Destruction walked from the ruined bleachers, commanding and dominant, roaring out to the Beetle Swarms, "WE NEED VICTIMS! SLAVES! FOOD! FOR THE CLUSTER! BRING THEM TO ME, MINIONS! SURROUND THEM!"

After the purple Clusterbot shouted his commands to their reinforcements, Jenny started to twitch, cringe, moan, and grit her metal teeth. Her face twisted, an eye closing, arms rising up in reflex, and minor ounces of her will slithering out of her mouth.

"C-CONN-EC-CTIO-ON... I-INTER-RUP-N- No..." Jenny struggled out as she tried to break free from Nool's control over her, every ounce of her will pouring into her resistance against the machines while gritting out, "I... I won't..."

Nool's biomechanical tongue licked his needle-like fangs. "So, there is some fight in you, XJ-9." He croons, using one of his claws to pull down the jacket she was wearing, exposing her backside. Suddenly, his chest plates open as blood red tendrils slithered out and impaled themselves into her backside, making her screech in agony, "Let's pull it out then."

"M-mo-om... S-shel-ldon... B-bub-bbles..." Jenny glitched and warbled out, feeling whatever resistance she had left leaving her. Jenny was barely able to let out on final call before she was silenced by Nool, "H-Help..."

Sheldon, one of the people that Jenny was calling, stared in horror at what "What are the Cluster doing here?!" Sheldon shouted, making a boy, Otto, freeze when he heard that. Otto was an 11-year-old boy who had black glasses and a small pluck of brown hair. He was wearing a blue sweater with a thick collar and rolled up sleeves, brown shorts with a black belt, and white sock and brown shoes.

"The Cluster?! Now?!" Otto whispered to himself. The boy was a time traveler, with his watch giving him the ability to jump through time via selection, but this was an event that he hadn't expected so soon.

In the meantime, everyone was panicking, lasers and missiles firing as the Clusterbots were swarming the science center, people pushing and shoving each other to harm's way as they desperately trying to escape from the swarm that intended to devour them whole.

"THIS WAY TO THE EXITS!" Jack shouted to the panicking attendees while Buttercup helped all she could, pushing some of them in the way that led to the exits, "NO, NO, WE'VE- THIS WAY! HELLO?!"

Just then, Blossom set Dexter down near Jack as he told her, "I'll help him out."

"Good idea." The red-haired PowerPuff agreed with him, "I'll help my-" She was cut off when she sensed something. Reacting in a millisecond, Blossom dodged a thin white beam searing towards her while a high-pitched voice yelled, "HADOKEN!"

"Whoa!" Blossom yelled, moving out of the way just as the beam sliced off the tip on her necktie. If her reaction had been any slower, the thin beam would have sliced her in half!

"AWW! WE MISSED YOU!" Said that same high-pitched voice. Blossom turns to see Bell, standing on the walls of one of the projects on the toes of her right foot with GIR on her head. It was then that the red-haired Transhuman saw that Bell's left pointer finger smoking, meaning she fired the beam. Bell winked at Blossom, tauntingly as GIR yelled in a much deeper voice, "ROUND 2; READY? FIGHT!"

Blossom growled and fired her eye beams at Bell who leapt off the wall, dodging it and threw a white orb with GIR yelling, "SONIC BOOM!" Blossom raised her right arm to block the orb, which destroyed the sleeve of her lab coat.

"Is this a game to you?!" Blossom shouted as she threw a punch only for Bell to catch it in her palm, making GIR yell, "PARRY!" The white PowerPuff then grabbed Blossom's left wrist and the right-side of her coat, but before the latter could react in time, the former began spinning her in circles rapidly. Blossom yelled as she tried to escape it but couldn't because she couldn't focus.

GIR promptly yelled to the red-haired Powerpuff as Bell was spinning her around, "TORNADO THROW! WEEEE!"

While the two were duking it out, Dexter was with the others, assessing the situation. And judging by the fact that they had two Transhuman ducking it out, a swarm of alien killer robots along with several of their leaders coming to either kill or enslave them, a crowd of panicking people, and the fact that there were fires and explosions everywhere, meant that they were in a rather dire situation.

"...These robots are swarming the exits!" Dexter informed Jack as the people attempted to escape from the building but robots swarm around them, cutting them off from the exits, "We can't get everyone through!"

"We must try!" Jack insists while he and Buttercup continued to try to help as many as they could, as Bubbles set down Honeydew and the other girls.

Nearby and overhearing them, Professor Utonium then remembered the hanger of the GDF that was under the science center. Siezing his chance, the professor ran up to the two with Nora Wakeman still in his arms, "Wait! We may not need to do that!" He set Nora down and ran to Jack, "There's a secret-uh... room, of sorts. Rooms. They're well defended and very close!"

Jack gave an appreciative nod, "Show us the way! We must hurry!"

The professor nodded and ran along with Jack to show them the way. Meanwhile, Bubbles flashed off with Buttercup flying after her. With the civilians out of the way, they now had a shot at taking down the bad guys.

Back at the stage, Battus pulled out an hourglass-like device out of the Transwarp, inspecting at the device and impressed that it's still intact, "Excellent work. I doubted its ability to survive the transwarp, even with no power supply. It seems the good doctor has done his research. Now then..."

He was cut off then GIR yelled, "GOT YOUR COAT!" as Bell threw Blossom into the ground, causing a massive boom, sending torrents of dust into the air. Blossom had hit the rubble so hard that the impact deformed the area that broke her fall, and the throw had caused her to land upside down while also ridding her of all possible vertigo or dizziness.

The redhaired PowerPuff growled with a vein pulsing, now and thoroughly pissed off, "Okay! You want to play, Snow White?!"

Battus whistled to Bell, whom turned to the stage upon hearing the sound, inadvertently distracting her as Blossom flashed back into the air with her legs wound up for a kick, yelling out, "LET'S PLAY!" Her feet slammed on Bell's left cheek, sending her down while GIR yells as he jumped off her head and dived towards Blossom, "C-C-COMBOBREAKER!"

"SWAN DIVE!" GIR squealed as he did in fact swan dive onto Blossom's face, making her yelp in surprise, "Onto the best face of your life!"

As Blossom was distracted with trying to get GIR off of her, Bell managed to control her momentum and spun around in the air, landing gracefully on all fours onto the stage where Battus was expecting her.

"There you are." The bat-like Cluster bot commented, presenting the Powerglass still in his claws to her, "You've had your fun; we'll handle things here. Your father's masterpiece has arrived."

"Sure." Bell says plainly as she rubbed her cheek that was now lightly bruised from Blossom's kick. It seemed that Blossom could really pack a punch, even for a Transhuman like Bell.

"Don't look so upset. You are paramount to our success. Without this-"

"Okay! I know! I'll protect it until it goes off!" Bell interrupted Battus, having heard this conversation a million times before they began the attack.

"Leaving so soon?!" Commander Destruction roared out as he tore Jack's Takoyaki stand in half with his hands and standing off with Jack, Honeydew, Buttercup, and Dexter, "There is no escape! Our swarms will see to that!"

As the Clusterbot and his swarm approached them and obviously intending to rip them to shreds, Buttercup nervously looked at Jack and said, "Sensei, I...I understand what you said about violence but-"

"Yes, I remember." Jack cut his student off, making her blink in both surprise and confusion, not seeing Courage coming up from behind her with Jack's famed katana in his paws.

"Weak. PATHETIC. HELPLESS! ORGANIC!" Commander yelled as he raised his arm, intending to strike the former samurai until he was reduced to pulp.

Buttercup then turned around and saw Courage holding up Jack's katana, "Courage?"

"It is the path we take when there is inequality that will not yield," Jack starts monologuing as he takes the sheathed blade from Courage's paws, "It is the path we walk when all other path led to ruin and an unjust end. It is the path we dare when good is beset by evil from all sides."

"When your cause, your power, your fury... When it protects the weak, the pathetic, the helpless... When it is righteous: the way of the sword is beautiful." Jack continued monologuing as he took a stance with his right-hand hovering over the handle, ready to use it to defend the innocent. Buttercup had a small blush at seeing her sensei's badass speech.

Samantha just had a deadpan expression on her face as she heard Jack's speech, 'Oh, please.'

"Pitiful biological sentiment. Feel despair..." Commander Destruction mocked as his left arm shifted and morphed into a massive laser cannon, "AND DIE!" But before he even had a chance to fire it, he found his arm cannon slashed off at the elbow, glowing green blood spraying out from the 'wound.'

"What?!" He yelled in shock, then seeing Jack's katana sheathless in his right hand positioned behind his back, signaling he'd swung it.

"If you deal in death," Jack started before jumping up and slashing his blade horizontally across the Commander's chest, ripping it open in a gush of glowing green fluid, "It shall be your payment."

The former samurai then kicked Commander Destruction in the face, cracking his faceplates and breaking off several of his fangs as he splurged out in avomiting cough of glowing green blood, "IMPOSSIBLE!"

"No." Was the first part of Jack's response. Suddenly, the Ronin then moved so fast that he appeared as a blur before reappearing behind the purple Clusterbot with his sword back in its sheath. Then the right arm was suddenly slashed off as the Commander let out one final yell as he fell back to the ground. Jack finished his reply as he stood up, "Inevitable."

"GO SENSEI!" Buttercup loudly cheered at her sensei's badass takedown of the cluster bot.

Dexter adjusted his glasses, remaining calm on the outside but was deeply impressed by "Impressive."

"KICKASS!" Buttercup cheered again in excitement.

Unseen to either of them, Samantha smirked, as she pulled down her hood and took off her sunglasses while her hair flared and the symbol on her forehead glowed red, 'Very impressive. This'll be fun.'

"It looks broken." Bell deadpanned as she examined the Powerglass. The device was like an hourglass with the top part was red and the bottom half was a bright blue. Still, she was doubtful, despite Battus' claims that it was instrumental to their plan.

"It will work." Battus responds with his arms crossed, "You should know. You were on the moon."

"It's tiny!" Bell complained to him, still skeptical about the thing.

If the bat-like Cluster was annoyed with Bell's whining, he didn't show it as he just gave her orders for the plan, "Just make sure the central power array is pouring all of its power into the bomb-" He was cut off when he heard a gasp and his yellow eyes locked onto Olga hiding behind some rubble.

Unconcerned about what Battus was focusing on, Bell shook the device which was causing it to make a clanking sound, "All the power, got it. Still feels broken." The white Powerpuff then crouched down to the gaping hole in the stage, a hand by her mouth as she shouted down into the hole, "Doing okay, Mr. Beetle?"

Her response came in the form of a massive and deep roar from the bottom of the hole.

"Great!" She responded cheerfully, not seeing Olga fearfully getting up from her cover as Battus loomed over her in an intimidating fashion.

"Hmm..." Battus graveled, leaning in close to Olga who was clearly quite scared of the purple Clusterbot, while he was analyzing her intently, "Why do you look familiar?"

The girl stuttered nervously as she stares at the intimidating robot, fumbling her words as she tried to work up the courage to speak, "I...W-Who...who b-b-b-built you?"

"Built me? BUILT ME?" Battus yelled in offence at the thought of him being the creation of organic slavers as he readied his wrist cannon at the terrified girl who was regretting her words, "With the eavesdropping, that's two reasons to kill you."

"N-No!" Olga squealed, her hands up trying to placate the furious robot, "I didn't h-hear anything!"

"Good. Not that it matters." He replies coldly with his eyes seemingly purple and radiant, charging up his beam weapon to rid himself of this thorn in their plans, "You're still gonna die."

"W-W-WAIT! NO!" She pleads, scared out of her mind but knew that her pleads were for not.

Battus ignores her pleads, "Make peace with yourself-" He was cut off when both of them heard Bubbles shouting out, "You stay away from her, or I'll make you pieces!" Battus turned to see her with an angry expression as she sped towards them, intending to rip the batbot to shreds.

But before she could do anything, Bell grabbed a piece of rubble from the fallen stage parts and threw it at Bubbles, hitting her in the face before quipping, "Piece be upon you!"

The force from the thrown piece's impact rammed Bubbles into the right side of the stage, sending her into more rubble. Though she was fine due to her durability, Bubbles by no means didn't feel pain and the force of the impact was more than enough to daze her, "Oww... Olga..."

"A gift from me to you! La-la-la!" Bell sang in a mixture of both a childish tone and a mocking one as she flew backflipping into the hole, "If you'll wait, I'll have a gift for everyone else pretty soon too! Bye bye!"

As Bell dived down the hole, Battus sneered as he charged up his wrist weapon again, intending to finish Olga off now that there are no more distractions, "How sad. No little girls left for a last-minute rescue. As I was saying..."

Meanwhile, GIR was still latched onto Blossom's face and despite the latter's efforts, the former was locked onto her like a facehugger taking in its prey.

"Our love will last forever!" GIR squeals while the redhaired PowerPuff girl still struggled to get him off.

"GET!" Blossom yells as she grips the robot at his torso before forcing him off her face, "OFF!"

"I WANT A DIVORCE!"

Blossom ignored the robot's shout, blinking rapidly as to clear her vision. Now that she could see, Blossom now quickly scanned the area for the threat, only for her eyes to lock onto Olga and Battus, who still had the laser on her which was ready to fire.

"OLGA!" She shrieked out in horror while GIR says, "You're seeing someone?! Behind my back?! Literally?!"

"Begone!" Was Battus' only word as he fired his weapon. An explosion from the impact of the laser rocked the stage with a thunderous blast, the science center shook from the force as smoke and debris flew into the air. However, something unexpected was to be revealed as the dust settled around where the blast hit.

"Well, that's just prime." Battus only blinked and muttered in surprise.

Bubbles, who had just gotten the rubble that she was buried under off, blinked in shock at what she was seeing, putting a hand to her head, "I think I hit my head really hard..."

"M-M-M..." Blossom couldn't spit it out, so Olga unintentionally finished for her, "MONKEY!"

Sure enough, there, in front of Olga, was Monkey the superhero. He wore a black bodysuit over his whole body, a yellow M-shaped belt, yellow hand gloves and foot gloves and the end of his tail was wreathed in yellow. Lastly, his mask has a giant yellow M on his head. He had blocked the blast using his powers, with yellow energy flaring all over him.

"Astounding!" Jack smiled while Honeydew silently cheered at her hero's dramatic entrance.

"MONKEY?!" Buttercup shouted incredulously yet also cheering in excitement.

"What?" Dexter smirks at one of his greatest creations being present to help them beat back the bad guys, "Never seen a monkey with superpowers?"

Buttercup scoffed but was still smiling, "Plenty! And I know who he is! But..." She trailed off while an unseen Samantha prepares for her attack against the heroes.

Unknown to any of them as his face hid it, Battus was secretly worried. With one of the strongest superheroes in the US here, their plans now had a greater risk of failure than went they had started, 'Why now?! This changes too much, too quickly! One of the world's greatest champions doesn't just...' His eyes darted around until they came to a massive hole in the ceiling, that wasn't there last he checked, '...fall out of the sky...' His eyes then lock onto Agent Honeydew standing by the rest of the group and the realization was palpable, '...uncalled. THE TELEPATH! Maybe... Yes... He must not be able to jeopardize the mission!'

"So, you have a friend." The purple Clusterbot started as he flared his massive wings and took off into the air, charging up his weapon in response to Monkey's gibberish reply, "THAT MAKES HER WORTH KILLING!"

The purple Cluster then fired a massive purple beam at her and the others. Monkey, seeing that his friend was in danger, surged towards them in a flash of light, leaving behind a sonic boom.

As the beam neared towards them, Buttercup ran towards it and yelled as she attempted to block the blast, "I've got it! I've got it!" But as she did, Monkey flashed in front of them and formed a shield of yellow energy that flared with lightning.

"Whoa! Awesome!" Buttercup exclaimed in awe of Monkey's powers.

"I knew I could count on you, Monkey!" Honeydew practically fangirled in delight with her eyes sparkling.

Courage barked with a stutter, which translated to, "T-T-T-T... Thanks!"

Monkey screeched out a reply, which translated to, "Don't mention it."

The massive purple beam was deflected by the yellow shield generated by Monkey, which then flared through the hole in the ceiling, sending it roaring into the skies outside. Monkey brought down the shield and but then he looked to see Battus still in the air, slightly hovering under the hole in the ceiling.

"Most impressive, champion! Let's see how strong you really are." He declared then flaring his wings and crossing his arm, signaling a challenge to the simian superhero, "FACE ME HERO!"

"Ooo..." The superhero raised an eyebrow in anticipation of his challenge, clenching his fists.

As if sensing his response, Battus responds with a threat, "Refuse and I shall forever hang the shadow of death above your telepath friend's pretty head!"

Monkey then let out a series of monkey sounds that translated to, "So be it!"

Battus disappeared into a streak of purple while an aura of flaring yellow energy surrounded the superhero before he flared off after him. Little did Monkey know that this was part of Battus' plan to stall the superhero so their plan could continue without Monkey's interference.

As both of them surged into the sky, the bat-like Clusterbot contacted Nool via a collapsible microphone in his jaw plate and gave the green Clusterbot more orders to continue their plans, "Release the eaters! Give the girl as much time as you can!"

"Ah, yes. Excellent choice." Nool purred in response, as he sent the commands through his red tendrils to the still hijacked XJ9. She twitched and spasmed, still trying her best to resist his commands until she blared out against her will, "COORDINATES RECEIVED. DESIGNATION: 'THE PIT.'"

Suddenly, thousands of Clusterbots in the same semblance of centipedes or millipedes crawled out of the Warpgate, yelling all manner of things that one would expect from things called Eaters.

"HUNGER!" "BITE!" "EAT!"

See what I mean?

The raving Clusterbots crawled across the stage towards the terrified Olga, metallic teeth clanking and chittering, eyes gleaming in bright red, with metallic wails and screeches. She was only spared from being their first meal on the planet when Blossom flew in and grabbed her, flying off the stage just as one of the Eaters snapped its mandibles down on the space where her ankle would have been.

"T-THANKS!" Olga shouted to Blossom, before whispering to herself in both annoyance and relief, "Finally..."

GIR sighed as the Eaters surrounded him, even though he knew that they weren't going to eat him because he was a robot as well, "Always a bridesmaid, never a bride."

Taking advantage of their distraction, Samantha slugged Buttercup across the face as one of her fists revealed its true metallic nature for all to see, tearing away the synthetic skin and the sleeve of her hoodie. "That's ONE. By now you own me a whole set!" She taunted the Powerpuff with a wide grin, showing the missing tooth that Buttercup had knocked out during their scuffle with Mandark a few months ago.

The PowerPuff was sent flying, crash landing into some boxes filled with supplies and collapsed some walls of a few projects that cushioned the blow. Samantha's right hand then shifted into a cannon-like device that formed a purple sphere above the barrel.

"Wave goodbye, superhero!" She roared out at her opponents as she fired flaring waves of purple energy from the orb that sent everyone around her flying into whatever was behind them.

'What hit me?' Buttercup thought and moaned, rubbing her head as she tried to get up, not noticing the oncoming purple waves from Samantha's arm cannon due to her double vision. But before she was hit by them, Jack leaped in front of her, raising up his sword and blocked the wave.

Buttercup regained her bearings as she slowly got up see who sucker punched her and with her expression shifting into one of blazing fury, roaring out at Samantha in pure unbridled rage, "YOU!"

"That's adorable." Samantha smirked arrogantly while her arm shifted back into its normal form, "Him helping you when you're down."

"ADORABLE?! I'LL-" Buttercup roared, giving into the desire to tear this cyborg bitch limb from limb before her sensei put a hand to her shoulder.

"Buttercup." Jack calmed her down, trying to get his student to play it smart with his opponent who was obviously trying to use her temper against her, "Don't let her bait you."

"Well, aren't you wise!" Samantha taunted them again as she cracked her neck, ready to get some payback for last time.

Meanwhile, Blossom, Bubbles, and Olga were flying through the building to avoid the Eaters as they started spreading. The aptly named Clusterbots constantly making horrid crunching sounds as they were crawling around the science center floors, devouring and breaking down whatever they came across, to where parts of the floor were cracking apart from the weight of their frenzy.

"These bugs are eating everything!" Blossom observed as she saw a group of the Eaters devour an iron ore sample from one of the science fair projects. What was worrying was that more seemed to be coming from the portal that Nool was upkeeping. Several hundred of these things could do untold amounts would cause for untold amounts of damage!

"Blossom, look!" Bubbles pointed to where their teacher and sister were fighting Samantha, though they appeared to be fighting to a standstill by the looks of things.

"Buttercup and Jack!" The leader of the trio exclaimed as she saw what was happening down there, "We've got to help them!"

Olga then started shouted, "WAIT, WAIT! STOP!"

"Hey, quit- stop struggling!" Blossom says as she nearly dropped the younger Astronomonov due to the latter's shouting and struggling to get her to stop and show her something important.

"What is it?" Bubbles asks Olga, who looked like she was stressed out of her skull.

Said girl was nearly hysterical, turning her head back to the stage in worry, "You don't understand! The white-haired girl!"

"Bell?" Bubbles inquired, remembering the girl that was with the Clusterbots as they came through the portal that was created when GIR placed that module on Jenny's head.

"She's carrying a BOMB!"

Blossom almost dropped Olga from the shock of that sentence, "A WHAT?! Oh no..." The red-haired Powerpuff turned to the stage, seeing that Bell was nowhere in sight. But what she did see was a massive hole in the middle of the stage, and low and behold, one use of her X-ray vision revealed the white Powerpuff flying down the tunnel made by the orange Clusterbot, who was still digging his way down through the earth towards somewhere that Blossom didn't see.

Realizing what she now must do, Blossom hands Olga to a confused Bubbles before she sped off to stop the plans of the white Powerpuff.

Back on the stage, GIR followed Bell down the tunnel made by Kuwagus. He sprinted across the stage before jumping off the head of a nearby Eater and diving down the massive hole, screaming his mechanical lungs out. "I CAN YELL FOR A VERY LONG TI-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-ME!" The SIR unit yelled as he fell down the tunnel after his master.

"OW!" The Eater that GIR jumped off from winced in pain while he rubbed his head with an antenna to ease the stinging in his head-plates, "Dumbot!"

Another Eater said to the others, "Hey, you guys wanna go munch on some humans!"

Another one replied with a shrug, "Sure."

Back with Buttercup and Jack, the latter was not faring well against Samantha. The cyborg jumped while delivering a diving slash that Jack blocked with his sword, whom then did a swing that she backflipped away from.

"You! Jump in front! And now! You won't! Even move!" Samantha grunted with each jump, swing, kick, and punch against Jack was blocked, all the more frustrating was that he refused to go on the offensive, "Fight!"

Jack grunts as he blocked fights defensively since she was still a child, 'She's...like a child. She sounds happy...' He attempted a downward slash that Samantha caught in both her hands with a loud CLANG!

"You're hesitating! Going easy on me." She growls while her hands, still holding onto the blade, began cackling with red electricity, "Big mistake."

The metal of the blade conducted the energy, causing Jack to be struck with an absurdly painful amount of electricity. The samurai turned teacher coughed up a chunk of blood as he fell backways into Buttercup's arms, the shock from the surge had undone his hair tie, letting it flow wildly while steam rose from his clothing and small sparks of electricity cackled around him.

"Sensei! " Buttercup yelled out in worry as she caught her unconscious teacher and trying to rouse him back to a conscious state, "I got you! Sensei? Please be okay..." She whimpered as she took in the pained and dazed expression on his face. But then Buttercup noticed that he had let go of his katana.

She looked at Samantha who watched on with a smug smirk, twirling Jack's sword in her left hand. Samantha chuckled while licking her lips in interest, "Sweet."

Buttercup's eyes cackled with lightning in fury at her supposed mockery, "YOU..."

"HAH!" The human turned Clusterbot laughs, as she examined the sword with her free metallic hand gliding across the blade while her systems analyzed it, "I'm talking about the sword."

To her analysis systems, the sword was nothing short of an anomaly. It was thousands of years old, yet it had no sign of breaking, age, rust, dullness, or lack of cleanliness or pristine. It showed no sign of heat from contact with the energy wave, and it cut cleanly through Cluster-grade duranium, a metal durable enough to make Monkey bleed.

'Seems flawless, unlike its master-WHOA!' Samantha thought before she heard 3 gunshots and the whirling of three projectiles being thrown into the air. Reacting swiftly, Samantha swung the blade quickly blocking 6 projectiles, one half being bullets and the other half being shuriken-like protractors, the first half being deflected, and the second half being shattered.

"Hah! This samurai stuff! Nothing to it!" Samantha laughed the heroes' attempts to attack her off, twirling the katana in her left hand, "Who wants to die first?" She declared as she banished the sword towards her opponents who were gathered around her. Unknown to her opponents, she was carefully analyzing them with her optic scanners.

'Hm... More volunteers than I thought.' She assessed as her optic scanned her assailants. They first locked on to Honeydew, whom had her gun drawn while glaring at Samantha. The smoke emanating from the barrel indicated she was the one who fired the bullets. 'Non-issue.'

Then they locked on to Dexter, who was also glaring at her. He had three of those shuriken-like protractors in his hand, meaning he was the one that threw them at her. 'No big deal.'

Then there was Buttercup, who was glaring at her murderously as she was still holding the unconscious Jack while Courage was administering bandages and first aid for the teacher. 'One superhero (And a stupid dog. Really stupid).'

Finally, there was Bubbles who just appeared and landed while setting Olga down to the floor whom in turn was hanging from the former's back.

'Two superheroes-' Samantha corrected herself before she blinked in confusion, 'Wait. Weren't there three of you?' She moved her sight around the science fair grounds, looking for the final PowerPuff Girl who was still nowhere in sight.

"Where did you go?" She whispered to herself as she continued to scan the building for Blossom.

Suddenly, her scanners locked onto Blossom as she dived down the hole in the stage with a determined expression. At first, Samantha was confused until her audio receptors heard GIR loudly humming from the tunnel below.

'What the-' Samantha pondered in her head for a second before the realization hit her when she heard GIR's humming, 'THAT LITTLE IDIOT! She's going all arch-nemesis on us, FAST!'

'I need a closer look.'

Her scanners shifted into alterative mode so she could see what was going on underground: the tunnel spanned several miles downward and was quite wide while the digging to the mission objective was almost done. 'Almost done' as meaning that Kuwagus was literally a few feet away from the station.

Her optics then locked onto Blossom, gaining a worried expression, 'She's heading straight for them!'

Then came GIR who was humming while he had a propeller issued from his head to slow his fall, "Do, a deer, a female deer!"

'Re, a death ray to your face.' Samantha rolled her eyes, annoyed by the randomness of the SIR unit.

Next came Bell, who was sitting behind Kuwagus as he was digging, still holding the Powerglass in her hands while looking bored out of her mind. She then looked up as if seeing Samantha, pulling down her left eyelid with her finger and sticking her tongue out.

'...What does her dad see in her?' Samantha deadpanned in annoyance and exasperation at Bell's lack of seriousness.

Finally, came Kuwagus who was still digging through the earth. His frame had shifted so that he now resembled a mole than a beetle, his front legs tearing away the earth so he could move into the station and advance their plan.

'At least she's not alone.' Samantha took solace in that fact as her optics shifted to normal before she focused on the entrance to the underground tunnel, where the MIB and the Sky Patrol were already readying themselves for their attack, 'They'll hold out until I take care of Pinkie.'

The cyborg charged at the ones in front of her, who prepared to fight only for her to pass them entirely. "Yoink! Have a nice life!" Samantha taunted while dashing away toward the stage and down the hole after Blossom.

While Honeydew and Dexter looked puzzled at her sudden change of plans, Buttercup yelled at the two, "Ms. Honeydew! Please help Sensei Jack!" That thankfully got their attention as they got to Jack's side while Buttercup had a look that Bubbles recognized all too well as the former was glaring at the fleeing Samantha.

"You're not... going to follow her, are you?" Bubbles asked, looking concerned for both Jack and for her sister.

Buttercup replied with determination drenched in her voice, "I'm not just gonna follow her. I'm gonna catch her."

"Please, Buttercup," Honeydew insisted as she knelt down to help the dazed Jack to his feet, "Don't make this fight personal."

"I'm not!" The PowerPuff denied vehemently as she began to fly up above them, "I'm just going to get Sensei's sword."

"Hi Sam! How're you do-" An Eater greeting Samantha pleasantly, only bonked away along with several other Eaters by her, as the cyborg sprinted towards the tunnel entrance.

"OUT OF THE WAY, MAGGOTS!" She yells as she dashed to the hole, diving into the stage hole after Blossom.

"How rude." An Eater says curtly as he goes back to his duty along with the other Eaters.

"Buttercup! Wait! Blossom told me-" Bubbles tried to convince her brash sister to stick with the group but was cut off when Buttercup flashed away after Samantha for some payback, yelling futilely"We should stick together!"

"Blossom?!" Dexter double-taked at the blue Powerpuff in confusion, "Where-Wasn't she with you?"

"Dexter! Listen!" Olga shouted while taking the boy's hand, making him turn to the ballerina, indicating that she got his attention. "Blossom wanted me to tell you; We've got to stall the robots! We've got to buy her time!"

"What? Why?" The boy genius asked her, confused as to what's going on with both Blossom and the robots.

"That white PowerPuff... She has a bomb!"

Dexter froze in horror before he nodded in understanding, already forming a plan in his head to deal with the robots, "If Blossom needs to defuse a bomb, then we'll give Blossom all the time she-"

He was cut off by a deep bellowing "HELLO! HELLO! HELLO!" The group all turned around and gasp in horror. In front of them were hundreds of Eaters swarmed together, each centipede-like robot coiled into an aggregate swarm with a vaguely humanoid shape with two glowing pale-yellow eyes and with the sounds of buzzing and unnatural clittering grinds issuing from between each Eater.

"-needs." Dexter finished his sentence as he continued to stare at the aggregate in front of them before steeling his nerves and turning to his friend, "BUBBLES!"

"Gross-gross-gross-gross-gross." Bubbles whimpered in fear as she stared at the thing in fear while helping Agent Honeydew with helping Jack to his feet before she heard Dexter's question and gave a response, "...Yes?"

"In your superhero work, has Blossom told you about tactical redistribution and planning phase renewal by forward-opposite advancement according to an imminent and usually immediate reassessment of the enemies' strength?"

Bubbles, still somewhat in a fearful trance, responds to the overly scientific question with, "gross-gross-gross-gross. Yes, but when she talks like that, it usually means-" The two of them then yelled in complete synchrony, "RETREAT!"

Dexter takes a surprised Olga into his arms, carrying her bridal style while Bubbles carries Honeydew and the still unconscious Jack over her shoulders with Courage scrambling behind them as they dashed off.

"HEY! WAIT!" The Eater swarm yelled, deforming itself into a serpentine form as it began chasing after the group, "DON'T YOU WANT TO HAVE LUNCH WITH US?" It quickly corrected itself after hearing its words, "I MEAN, BE LUNCH FOR US?"

'I don't wanna be dog chow!' Courage screamed in his head, before thinking his mental words over and correcting them, 'Or... bug chow!'

"H-Hey! Wait! Dexter?!" Olga screeched in embarrassment as the boy genius carried her in his arms while they were fleeing the approaching swarm, "DEXTER, I CAN RUN FINE YOU KNOW!"

Dexter panted out as he continued sprinting, "It's not safe."

"PUT ME DOWN!" She screamed at him again, embarrassed out of her skull that Dexter was carrying her away like a princess.

"NO!"

Olga was stunned but before she could say anything, Dexter continued on, "I won't. I won't let it happen again! Not now, not ever again!" Olga stilled. She didn't blush, she refused to, yet her eyes sparkled like stars at his comment.

Communications Tower: Access Gate

Meanwhile, the Men in Black and the Skyway Patrol were having a pretty rough time. And by rough time, I mean that they were practically getting slaughtered trying to stop the villains from breaching their way into the communication towers. The security gates were surrounded by metallic sheathing walls that ended at the dirt walls that formed the

The agents fired hails of bullets against Kuwagus' orange metallic hide but all that ended up doing was annoying it as it roared out against them.

"PARTY TIME!" GIR yells as the white PowerPuff and the Cluster bot fend off the agents and Skyway Patrol officers. Kuwagus slammed to agents away with his horns and claws while Bell scissor-kicked one upside the head, "Boot to the head!"

"WE NEED BACK UP-" An MIB agent tried to call out to his superiors, only for Bell to knock him and another MIB agent away with a kick and punch, quipping, "So back up!"

Another agent glares as she tore apart the other agents, thinking as she approached him, 'Alright, this is getting tough. Time to bring out-' He pulls out the Noisy Cricket. 'THE BIG GUNS!' But to his surprise, Bell had the opposite reaction then what he intended.

"Awww!" Bell let out a big coo, getting on her knees while looking at the Noisy Cricket, "Look at him! The widdle-bitty gun is so cute! What's it's widdle name?"

The agent responded with a completely befuddled expression and voice at the girl's reaction to his gun, "The... Noisy Cricket..." He answers Bell's question in an awkward tone.

"Awww!" She cooed again, only to thwack him upside the head, catching the gun in her hand as the agent was sent flying into the cavern walls, "I'll take it!"

Meanwhile, Kuwagus charged towards the tower entrance while the officers futilely tried to stop it through bullets. It smacked the agents in its way into the air before his horn pierced the reinforced metal gates, and then a piercing blinding light blares from the tear as Kuwagus retches his horn out from the gates to the comm-tower.

A Skyway Patrol officer, seeing the breach, yelled out to those behind him, "PERIMETER BREACH! COMM-TOWER!" His face then turns stone-like as he mutters out in a computer-like fashion, "SUPERBADGE, START! FILING PAPERWORK; FORM 8B! AUTO-TRIPLICATE-STOP- WHERE'S THAT BACKUP?!" He completed the proceedings as he yelled out his requests to high command before Bell smacked him down.

Kuwagus roared at Bell who ran towards the massive robot while donning some sunglasses that she took off of one of the fallen MIB agent, "I'm coming, I'm coming! Jeez!" She climbed up the orange Clusterbot's body to the horns and near the tear in the metal wall, readying the Noisy Cricket.

"Cover me! I'm going in!" The white Powerpuff commanded the massive robot, only for her to pause and ask when she didn't see the Powerglass anywhere on the robot's body, "Where'd you put the bomb?"

Kuwagus responded by opening its mouth and unfurling its massive crimson tongue to reveal the bomb, drenched in saliva due to its internal bio-organic components.

"E-E-E-W-W!" Bell loudly cringed as she was presented with and grabbed the slime covered Powerglass from the robot's wet and sloppy tongue, "Don't you have any special 'important' drool-free compartments?" She took the device regardless, glad that the thing was waterproof, and jumped into the newly formed hole in the hull, "Catch you later."

GIR joined his master as Kuwagus raised him up to the breach with his claws, yelling as he dived into the hole, "Go-o-o into the light!" As the little robot jumped in, a surviving MIB agent with short black hair, who's sunglasses had been thrown off his face, fired at Kuwagus with his pistol, hitting his lower horn.

"Stop! You're not... authorized." He tried to yell out but couldn't because of how the blow had knocked the wind out of him, while he himself was panting tiredly.

Kuwagus simply growled, stomping towards the fallen agent.

"Great. Stepped on by a giant bug." The agent groaned with his smoking gun raised. This is not how he wanted to die. The orange beetle-like robot raised his left foreleg, seemingly laughing tauntingly at the agent's imminent demise, who glared back at it defiantly, "Yeah, funny. But just so you know, I'm not laughing."

Before Kuwagus could stomp him, a pink orb of light slammed into his side, sending the massive robot flying and then crashing into the side of the cavern. The Clusterbot roared in pain as the agent turned to see Blossom with her hands extended and smoking.

"Beat it, beetle!" She quipped, before the agent helping up to his feet, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah... Your jokes are terrible too." He deadpans to the Powerpuff girl, despite the fact that she did just save him from being crushed to death by the massive orange robot.

"Huh?" She tilts her head, confused as to the joke he was trying to make.

The agent sighed at his joke falling flat, shook his hand and got down to business, "The girl went into the comm-tower."

"Oh!" Blossom realized before she then gained a determined expression, "Then I'm going after her!"

"Not without these you're not!" The agent said before he took off his pair of sunglasses and handed them to her.

The red-haired Powerpuff blinked owlishly as for the reason for them, "Is it really that bright?"

"Yeah, but that's not what I mean." The MIB agent explains to her about the technicalities of the job, "You've got to be authorized. We'll say you're an 'honorary' agent."

She nods in understanding before she takes and dons the ray bans.

"As of this moment, Blossom of the Powerpuff Girls," He initiates her into the MIB, "Welcome to the Men In Black." 'Er...ppg...Ib..Ip...Whatever.' He thought out the official acronym for a minute before mentally waving it off.

"Roger that!" She says enthusiastically while she leaped up to the tear in the metal gates leading to the comm-tower.

'I got a spare anyway.' The agent thought as he put on his spare sunglasses that he kept in his jacket before yelling to her, "It's up to you, kid!"

Blossum nodded before she winched slightly as she reacted to the brightness in the comm-tower, yelling out in surprise, "Wow, it's bright!"

As she jumped into the tower breach, the orange Clusterbot growled while baring its teeth and lashing its tongue as the wound on its side bled a gold glowing substance and several tubes protruding out of his exposed innards.

"No, I didn't forget about you." The agent said as he stared down Kuwagus with no fear in his voice, "I just hope the forms got filled out."

"Ten copies, underlined, express-delivered!" A voice yelled out as three descending MIB agents armed with jetpacks and laser cannons entered the tunnel, ready to deal with Kuwagus. The same agent finished his orders, "Your request to squash this bug has been approved."

The agent on the ground simply adjusted his sunglasses while muttering, "About time."

"You have the right to remain silent!" One of the agents quipped as they opened fire on the orange robot while it cried in further pain. Kuwagus roared in fury, swiping one of his claws at the flying agents only for them to fly out of the way and fire back on the furious robot. Unseen to all of them, Samantha slid to the end of the tunnel, seeing the agents fighting Kuwagus, and heard one of the agent's quips, deadpanning out while rolling her eyes, "Really? Pathetic."

Kuwagus then unleashed a torrent of flames from his mouth, incinerating one of the flying agents as he screams in pain while the others flew out of the way. The jetpack that he was wearing exploded, ensuring his death with debris and flames raining down all over the agent on the ground.

"JOHNSON!" One of the flying agents screamed out as their friend was incinerated while the agent on the ground yelled as he turned away from the intense blazing inferno and the flying debris, "Damn!"

"You should envy him, Agent Miller." The voice of a 12-year-old girl said behind him. Miller turned around to see Samantha, who then grabbed him by the neck and forced him down to his knees with Jack's katana aimed directly at his face.

"What the-" He cut himself off when he saw the katana that was pointed at his jugular.

"For your friend?" Samantha asked rhetorically as she licked her lips sadistically while twisting the katana clockwise, ready to kill him slowly and painfully, "It'll be over quick. You, however,..."

The agent was almost unintimidated as he simply muttered, feeling like this had happened to him before, "You say that, but I have the weirdest Deja Vu."

It was then that both of them saw a bright green laser trail surging towards them.

"WHA!?" Samantha screeched before the trail blasted her, sending the Cluster cyborg flying and spinning into the air until she slammed into the walls of the caves, screaming her lungs out, "A-A-A-ARGH!"

Miller blinked in surprise before he muttered out, "There it is."

The agent looked to the end of the tunnel where he saw Buttercup standing there, her left fist crackling with energy and the top piece of her uniform off, revealing a white tanktop underneath and the furious expression on her face.

"Surprise. I'm back." She glares at Samantha who was still dazed from the impact, her fact drenched in seriousness, "Stop running so we can finish this!"

Kuwagus growled at his comrade in concern for her state, who waved him off, "I'm fine." When he growled again, she roared back at him, "I'm FINE! Focus on the mission."

'Okay, how did sensei put it?' Buttercup thought as she crackled with power while approaching the Cluster bots, her face still stony with her attempt to replicate what Jack said before he fought Samantha.

"Ugh, I don't have time for this serious-face crap!" Samantha growled as she grabbed a pair of sunglasses from the dead MIB agents, putting them on as her cybernetics formed clamps around them. After that, she leapt onto Kuwagus' claw, who raised her up to the hole, before she screamed at him, "I'm going after the redhead! YOU can handle little miss tomboy!"

The orange robot roared in acknowledgment before Samantha jumped in after Blossom and the former turned to face Buttercup, who was still approaching him with her stony expression. Thankfully, the wound that Blossom caused was sealing up, one of the many times that he was grateful that his frame could repair itself.

'Strength means nothing without peace...' Buttercup focused with her eyes closed, trying to recall what her sensei said about violence, 'Peace that draws upon...violence?'

Unseen to her, Kuwagus neared toward the black-haired Powerpuff, whom still didn't react. He growled at her with his drool slicked fangs, raising his left claw to reduce her to paste.

'Violence drawn by... harmonizing with the body's...' She couldn't exactly remember what Jack said, struggling with her thoughts and causing her not see Kuwagus ready to crush her, 'Compassion? Or art? Grace? Or...Or...'

"AHH, SCREW THIS!" Buttercup shouted as she just decided to do what she did best: beat up bad guys. The green Powerpuff then left hooked Kuwagus so hard that he was sent flying into the air. He flew for a second or two before he slammed headfirst into the metal floor while a nearby jetpacked MIB Agent on the ground dodged out of the thing's trajectory.

As Buttercup ran to the breach to head after Samantha and Blossom, she was stopped when Miller yelled out to her, "HOLD IT RIGHT THERE!"

She groaned in exasperation, turning to the MIB agent who was approaching her with a hand in his jacket, "WHAT!?"

"You're not allowed in there."

Buttercup gawked at Agent Miller, incredulous to his attitude, "Are you kidding me?! I just saved your butt and now-"

He cut her off as he pulled out and handed her another pair of sunglasses from his coat, continuing his sentence, "Without these."

Buttercup stared at the sight of the sunglasses before she nearly squealed in delight, "Are those ray bans? COOL!"

Megaville Center for Arts: Ground Floor

Meanwhile, back upstairs, things were becoming more hectic. And by hectic, I mean everything's completely gotten out of control.

The Clusterbots resembling beetles terrorized the attendants, with many swarming to the windows and doors, blocking the entrances and exits, which were preventing everyone from leaving. While Nool and XJ9 were still on the stage and with the portal still up and running, more of the Eaters and Beetle Clusters were swarming into the Science Center, giving out reinforcements to the already massive swarm of the Cluster.

Suffice to say, everyone that didn't know that there was a safe room was panicking.

"THEY'VE BLOCKED ALL THE EXITS!" "WE'RE TRAPPED!" "WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!" "STOP PUSHING! STOP PUSHING! FOR GOD'S, SAKE STOP PUSHING!" "OH GOD, I DROPPED MY CONTACT LENS!" The crowd all screamed as they tried to figure out where to flee to, now that the beetle Clusters had all blocked the exits.

See what I mean?

"Please, everyone! If you follow me, we have a plan!" Professor Utonium tries to reign everyone in, but they still kept panicking from the Swarm, "A saferoom has been prepared! Just come- Hello? People?"

"Uh, they're not listening." Nora Wakeman groaned in frustration, wishing she had brought her mind control ray to calm everyone down.

Professor Utonium turned to Courage, who was still holding the medical kit he used to treat Jack with, "Courage, can you help me get these people's attention? We've got clearance for a safe zone-" He then stopped himself and backpedaled his words, "A panic room, and they need to head to it now!"

The purple dog mentally gulped, 'Oh brother.' Jogging to behind the crowd, Courage somehow produced a paper sign that had a SAFE ROOM with a green arrow printed on it and started waving it around like crazy, trying to get the people's attention.

"I DON'T WANNA DIE!" "WE'RE DOOMED!" "PANIC ROOM! WE NEED A PANIC ROOM!" "I FOUND IT! I FOUND MY LEN-OH, SHIT!"

It clearly wasn't working.

This time Courage somehow produced 3 electrical signs with bright lights around the frames from out of nowhere that read; "Yes, we DO have a panic room!" "Plenty of room for everyone! 100% safe! THIS WAY!" Bug free (Maybe)! Refreshments served(possibly?)! Limited time offer. Act now (While you're still alive)!", while dressed in a green ground crew uniform with green hand signals flaring madly in his hands.

"WHERE'S THE PANIC ROOM?!" "WHERE'S MONKEY?! WHO'LL SAVE US?!"

Again, it's clearly not working.

Courage mentally sighed as he lowered his arms down to his sides, 'The things I do to get attention.' However, for the sake of those important to him, the purple canine swallowed his fear and produced a police whistle that he held to his snout, 'But a dog's gotta do what a dog's gotta do.'

A loud whistle filled the air. Everyone grimaced and covered their ears from the noise. When it finally died down, the crowd all turned to see where it came from. It was Courage, whom suddenly was dressed in a green SWAT riot suit with a helmet, baton and clear plastic shield, the golden whistle placed firmly in his snout, his nervous look was replaced with a calm look.

Everyone had varying reaction to his sudden appearance by them. "Ow! My Ears!" "What the-? Is he from a SWAT unit?" "We're... saved?" "Aw! He's adorable!" "Such calm authority. I trust him immediately."

Somehow that worked to get their attention, and Courage mentally sighed in relief, 'Good thing I had my people whistle. I don't want to hurt my ears.'

Using this opportunity, Utonium opened the secret entrance to the bunker using a floor bound panel that was hidden in the floor, yelling out to the crowd and with him and Courage motioning for them to head down the tunnel, "EVERYONE! THIS WAY!"

The civilians reacted erratically, pushing and shoving each other around trying to get into the panic room. Yells of "LEMME IN! LEMME IN!" blared out into the air as the people rushed to the entrance of the tunnel, pouring in by the dozens to near hundreds.

"NO PUSHING!" Nora Wakeman yelled, motioning the attendees to follow into the tunnel quickly, "QUICKLY AND CALMLY! CHILDEN..." She then saw the Clusterbot swarms drawing near them, "AND ELDERLY WOMEN ROBOTICS SCIENTISTS FIRST!" Nora finished hysterically as she dived into the opening to escape from the swarm.

As the people scrambled to the panic room, someone in the crowd shouted to Courage in thanks, "Good dog!"

'Just doing my dog duty.' Courage responded mentally before he took in his own words, 'Wait, that sounds- Oh, no...' He cut himself off as he realized as the Eater aggregate was approaching them quickly and loudly.

"No time! They're here!" "Hurry!" "Lemme in!"

"LEAVING SO SOON?" The Eater Aggregate creaked as it towers over the canine officer who whimpered in fear. A scream caught his ear when he saw a scientist being constructed by an Eater separated from the aggregate, the latter squealing and chittering sadistically, "CRRRRRRCK! It's a whole buffet!"

Courage swallowed his fear as he leapt into the air, and prepared to sling his baton, 'Here goes nothing...'

He started running, gaining speed until he leapt into the air. The momentum carried him through the air as he flew towards the Eater that was about eat the fallen scientist. As Courage quickly closed the gap between them, he swung hard at the Eater's head. The hard baton connecting against the Clusterbot's head with a loud WHACK, cracking its frame and one of its antennae breaking off its head.

"OW!" The Eater yelped in pain before turning and glaring at the dog, "Watch where you-OW!" It yelped again as Courage swung his baton at it a second time, nearly striking its head off its body. After seeing this, the aggregate unfurled several of its constituent Eaters and began swarming Courage.

Honeydew had a worried expression as she held Jack up, who was awake, delirious, and dizzy. His hand on his pounding forehead, Jack stumbled and hobbled slightly as the agent helped him get to the panic room. She looked at the nearby Bubbles and said, "Your dog is still with the bugs!"

The blue Powerpuff gasped in horror, putting her hands to her mouth, "What?!"

"You've got to help him hold off the robots!" Honeydew clarified, helping the former samurai to the crowd heading for the panic room, "We need time to evacuate these people!"

Bubbles had a worried expression as she looked back, seeing her dog fighting off the centipede or caterpillar-like robots. "Courage..." she whispered to herself in worry.

'Find-A-Happy-Place-Find-A-Happy-Place-Find-A-Happy-Place' Courage mentally repeated his mantra as he swung blindly at the approaching Eaters from the now dissolved main aggregate, some swings connecting, others missing, due to his eyes being wedged shut with fear.

"CRRRRK! I'm starting to think he's doing that on purpose!" An Eater chittered and growled as it dodged a swing from Courage's blind lashes with his baton.

Another Eater growled and chittered, baring it's mechanical fangs at Courage challengingly, "Come on, doggy, give us a bone! Or all of your bones!" It quips as it lashes towards the purple dog, who blocked it with his shield and whacked it across the head.

Suddenly, a tendril of intertwined Eaters formed from the swarm and slammed into Courage's shield from underneath, sending the terrified dog flying upwards into the air. "VIVA LA REVOLUCION!" One of the Eater apart of the tendril quipped as the Eaters of the top part extended out to begin devouring Courage's shield and then the dog himself.

But then, a bright blue bolas-like energy projectile sliced through the top part of the tendril, causing one of them to yell out before it died, "OW! Aye caramba!" The dog in the riot suit was sent flying but he lost his shield as it was damaged irreparably by the Eaters.

"I'm glad I'm not on top!" An Eater at the lower part of the tendril said scared as the dead Eaters were decarded from the tendril, with another saying, "Me too! You owe me money!" and another saying in surprise, "Schadenfreude!" The swarm turned their heads to see Bubbles glaring at them with her hands smoking.

"Leave my dog alone!" She yelled while taking a stance as Courage managed to land beside her, the left side of his helmet's visor in ruins and with his shield gone.

"CRRRRK! Your dog, huh? You're the owner, huh?!" An Eater screeched as the Aggregate unformed into a swarm of the Eaters that surrounded her and Courage. The caterpillar-like Clusterbots seemed to be endless as the sheer number of them intertangling together into bush-like structures with each moving over another.

"CRRRRK! I'm suing!" One of them growled, somehow politely while another said, "Me too!", and another, "Me three!", and another, "Me four!" Another Eater chittered and sneered as it and its kin seemed ready to strike them down, "CRRRRK! So, you and your dog must want to be eaten!"

Courage looked at Bubbles and thought back to what she said, surprised and touched by her words, 'MY dog? Does she like me that much?'

The blonde Transhuman looked at her dog with a regretful expression, "I'm so sorry for leaving you alone, Courage... From now on, I'll protect you!"

'She does!' Courage mentally cheered in happiness before putting on a brave face and getting into a stand for the Swarm's next attack. The Eaters seemed to flow together in a river of cybernetics and metal, claws and eyes moving by the hundreds until they seemed uncountable.

"Aww... How cute." An Eater cooed mockingly, before its tone morphed into one of ravenous hunger, "I bet they taste delicious." It lashed out at Bubbles, only for her foot to slam into its face, sending it flying before it impacted the floor, killing it instantly. The one beside it yelled, "SPAWN MORE OVERLORDS!" before it was also smacked aside.

"I'll make it up to you, Courage! After we get out of this, I'll-" Bubbles tried to say but was cut off when Courage yelped as he smashed the head of another Eater into pieces with his baton, which was thankfully enough to send the message to her, "Oh, let's talk later then! Okay?"

'If we live that long!' Courage thought fearfully as he used a tonfa he'd been carrying to block an Eater that lunged at him.

Global Defense Force Hanger: Passageway

Underground in the passageway to the panic room, things were going relatively smoothly for this kind of situation: Hundreds of people were crowded the way down with loud howls of fear and worry, bodies mushed and hoarded as more of the attendees came down as the leading scientists tried to open the 50ft. tall, carbo-ceramic-reinforced titanium and duranium multi-faceted doors blocking their way.

Except for the one small problem coming by, but we'll get to that in a second.

"There'd better be bathroom down here!" A scientist whispers to her wife who nods as they awaited the door to open.

"My god, what is this place?" A female scientist gasped at the interior of the passage. The tunnel to the safe room ended halfway from the entrance with the yellow tiles of the art center's floor giving way to earth with various cables and supports holding it all together to prevent it from collapsing on them. The entrance to the safe room was a massive 50ft. tall door composed of 5ft. thick carbo-ceramic-reinforced titanium and duranium multi-faceted security material.

A male scientist grew irritant with the delay and shouted out to the front of the line, "HURRY UP AND OPEN THE DOOR!"

Unseen to all but the front of the line, John Utonium was typing on the key-panel of the side of the security gate. But for some reason, despite him typing on the panel for several minutes now, the massive doors weren't opening.

"Utonium! This delay is dangerous! Unsafe!" Professor Membrane urges his friend to hurry up and open the door as both he and Wakeman look at the tunnel entrance worryingly, fearing that the robots would get into the safe room. If that happens, then they'd be doomed!

Wakeman then snaps at Professor Utonium, nearly on the verge of snapping from the stress of this situation, "You're this facility's director! You control the doors! Argo, we need the door OPEN! NOW!"

Still typing on the keypad, Utonium winced at the shouting and answered in a meek and pathetic tone before trailing off in embarressment, "I-I know! I'm just... having an issue with... the password..." The truth is that since the professor hasn't been to this bunker for some time, so he was drawing blank what it was.

"WHAT?!" Membrane turned and yelled at his colleague, incredulous that he'd forget the password to the safe room in such a dire situation, "You didn't bother keeping your acumen tied to a mnemonic?!"

"Or something easy, like an atomic mole of ununoctium?!" Wakeman yells, also incredulously.

"I..." Utonium thought hard on what the password was, putting a hand to his chin as he muttered, "It was... It was something about my girls..."

"Birthday?! Driver's license?!" Membrane randomly yet urgently pressed out words.

"PASSWORD INCORRECT." The computer screen wordlessly replied.

"Favorite food?! Cake?! Favorite color?! Pink!?" Nora also pressed out words that might be used for the password.

PASSWORD INCORRECT.

"Blue! Green! Cotton candy!" Membrane tried again to compose the password.

PASSWORD INCORRECT.

"Wait!" The professor stopped the two of them from shouting anymore, "Maybe..." He pondered before he typed in the keyboard, muttering out what he was typing in, "Sugar... Spice... and everything..."

PASSWORD INCORRECT. The screen displayed yet again, dashing that hope away.

"...Nice." He finished dejectedly before Dexter pushed himself to the front and plugged a cable into a port next to the screen.

"Pardon me, presumably esteemed colleagues." The boy genius snarked as he connected the cable to a tablet and worked decrypting the password. Olga looks around the passageway in awe and fear before she then forcefully grabs Dexter's shoulders to get his attention. "Dexter! What is this place?!" She nearly screamed which would have gained attention had the crowd not been so damn loud and uproarious.

"Megaville and its center for the arts are above a research base for the military." Dexter kept his composure as he explains while also working on the tablet, "This ceremony for Ms. Wakeman was only a tiny part of why she, and the rest of the scientists, are here."

"Part of what?" Olga asked, worried about what Dexter was about to say next.

"A great science symposium. I was getting ready to premiere my pocket particle accelerator, but the theme changed." Dexter explained to her that after Wakeman's ceremony, the GDF and the military would have a symposium on the explosion on the moon that had happened a week or two ago.

"You were invited?!" She screeched in surprise. The boy that she'd known for years now, admittedly because her big brother was his archenemy, was part of a great science symposium for the military?!

"You sound surprised." Dexter snarked, still looking at his tablet as he began the deciphering sequence, "I'm not fond of the new theme, but what was left of the explosion on the moon made for some very strange data..."

"You know what it was..." Olga trailed off, trying to figure out what he was implying.

Dexter drew breath sharply, "Not precisely... It was scheduled to be discussed in the proceedings today-" He was cut off by himself noticing the deciphering in the password was complete, "Aha! Here we are! The password I'm erasing should show up." His eyes and tone then went flat as he saw the password. "'World's best dad?'"

"Oh, of course!" Utonium groaned and facepalmed at his forgetfulness, until he took in the rest of what Dexter said, "Wait, erased?!"

Dexter replied as he typed in a new password from the top of his head, "For security purposes. Do not worry, I've got another password prepared."

The professor raised an eyebrow as he saw the new password that came on the screen, leaning forward to get a closer look, "So, what's the new password?"

The young genius looked slightly flustered at the question, stuttering out an answer, "Uh, I'll-I'll tell you later. It's confidential."

"Ri-i-i-i-ight." Utonium drawled out before putting his hand over his chin, "Before you do, maybe you should reactivate the security encryption protocol."

"Wha-?" Dexter nearly squeaked as he saw the words BIG RED BOW displayed on the screen for everyone to see.

"'Big Red Bow?'" Olga gave a smug smirk and putting her hands on her hips as she took in Dexter's flustered reaction, "Gee, I wonder where you got that."

"I- Well, clearly- It's just-" Dexter couldn't get the words out due to being so embarrassed. After dodging the insanely embarrassing inquiries from Ms. Wakeman and Professor Membrane, Dexter decided screw it and reset the password in a random fashion, "Here, I've just reset everything. Again."

Just before he could say the security question for the password, all lights in the passageway and aboveground abruptly shut down with a loud SHOOOM, flooding the building in darkness. For some reason, the attendees had somewhat remained composed, but it was fortunate as they had more pressing matters than a panicking crowd.

"What now?!" Olga yelled incredulously into the darkness, also in fear as she was secretly afraid of the dark.

"A POWER OUTAGE?!" Professor Utonium yelled out in absolute confusion, "There are redundant systems in the triplicate! You don't think..." He trailed off in thought as he tried to figure out what happened.

"The generator! At the base of the comm tower!" Membrane realized, snapping his fingers for emphasize. Suddenly, the power suddenly came back on. It must have been one of the redundant generators was what everyone thought.

Utonium shook his head, thinking about what must have happened to kill the power before the redundant generator kicked in, "It couldn't have just stopped; We're not dead."

"We don't have time to open this door manually!" Nora nearly pulled her hair off from all the stress of the situation.

"Not without a serious amount of muscle." Utonium concluded as he tried to keep his cool while looking and thinking of a solution.

Olga then looked to Dexter, hoping he had something that could help them, "Dexter, do you have anything that-"

"No." He cuts her off as he crouches to the ground and looks down, when the frames of his glasses suddenly illuminated in circuit-like patterns before two beams of light shined down onto the dirt as if going through the earth itself.

She looked confused as to what he was doing, "What- What are you doing now?"

"Attempting a full-spectrum bypass analysis." Dexter responded, his glasses scanned the levels below, "Something cut the main powerline..." He trailed off as the display on his glasses showed 4 energy signatures in color: one pink, one green, one purple, and one white.

"I can detect-" He pauses for a second before focusing on the signatures further, "Four energy signatures- minus the generator itself-"

"Worry about that later!" Olga cuts him off as she was getting really stressed out, "We've got a major problem!"

Dexter nodded, getting an idea, "You're right. Hold this for me please!" He says as he handed his tablet to her, much to her confusion before he then ran off down the passageway and back up to the ground floor.

"Where are you-" She was cut off in turn as Dexter replied as he took off running, "I'm getting us some muscle."

Olga looked at the tablet before yelling back to Dexter, "Wait! Why is the new security question; 'Cheese omelet in French'? I don't know any French!"

"It's all I could say!" Was the only response she got as he disappeared down the passageway to help Bubbles against the horde of robots.

Olga only sighed in exasperation.

Megaville Center for Arts: Ground Floor

As Dexter ran up the stairs to the ground floor, his mind was in a frenzy with the thoughts running through his neurons and brain cells.

'Muscle... Muscle... No big deal, I'll just-' Dexter though before he then realized that he had not thought things through when he thought to call Blossom for help when she had gone to stopp the other invaders, 'What am I thinking?! This isn't my lab! She's down there fighting for her life but- Blossom! I can't just make things up! I'm not my sister!'

He stopped slightly when he thought about what happened to Dee Dee, and how he was never the same afterwards. He shook it off because the current events were more important, and he has had enough time to mourn her in the past.

'She made it seem so easy! But I never could just... improvise! It'll never work!' Dexter thinks in frustration as he reached the top of the stairs, 'She just... let things happen! But... I'm not like you Dee Dee, I wish you were here-' He was ripped away from his thoughts when a bunch of torn apart Eaters came flying his way, '-now?'

Dexter couldn't help but to stare at the scene before him: Bubbles was fighting the Eater swarm with Courage, who's helmet and weapons were gone, while using ballet moves of which she yelled out while performing them.

"Balancoire!" She twirled away from an Eater that attempted to lunge at her and crushes another with her foot as she landed. "Plie!" She split jumped, causing two Eaters charging at her to crash into each other, this time with Courage on her head. "Avant!" Bubbles leaped over a pile of Eaters attempting to catch her. "Grand ecart!" She performed as her left foot bashed away an Eater while she swung Courage to another, resulting in him kicking it away.

"Hey, someone dropped a contact lens!" An Eater notices while not noticing this distraction prevented him from getting hit by Courage.

Dexter lowered his glasses as he stared on in surprise and thoughtfulness, dumbstruck by the resemblance Bubbles had to his late sister, 'Maybe you're not so far away after all...'

After several minutes of this polymerization of dancing and demolishing, Bubbles twirled as delivered the finishing blow on an Eater that attempted a forward lash against her, only for her foot to pierce its head in a trusting motion, killing it instantly. Bubble then cheered as she twirled around atop a pile of smoking, inactive Eaters, "That was good! That was good!"

'B-But what is best in life?' Courage shakenly thought as he clung tightly to Bubbles' right leg, near unresponsive with fear and panic.

"BUBBLES!" Dexter yelled gaining her attention as everything seemed to be cooling down as the remaining Eaters that she hadn't demolished were fleeing for their lives to get away from her

"Hi, Dexter!" The blue Powerpuff waved with a smile while Courage was still clinging to her leg.

Meanwhile, the still active Eaters squealed in fear, "Regroup! Regroup!" as they scurried away from the blue Transhuman, but one of them, perhaps brave or foolish enough, stayed behind and silently crept up to the two and just as Bubbles finished her greeting. Siezing its moment, it leaped up and shouted, "I got your regroup!"

It then lashed out and then got very uncomfortably close to a fear-induced paralyzed Courage's face. It's antennae gliding across his fur as it whispered into his ear in a grating and old sounding voice along with the chittering, "does your skin crawl?"

In response, Courage then let out an insanely loud scream, his mouth cartoonishly wide with his teeth on full display and his eyes blank with fear while Bubbles leaned back due to the shock and surprise of it.

"Whoa! Cavity!" The Eater said in surprise as it saw one of Courage's teeth had a massive cavity along with being pale yellow, before one of Dexter's shuriken-like protractors imbedded itself in its head, killing it instantly.

As the Eater joined its brethren in the robot afterlife, Dexter ran towards them, very much impressed that Bubbles managed to beat them while gazing at all the destroyed bug robots around them, "Bubbles, look at all these bugs! That was incredible! Excellent work! Now, we need you to-" He stopped when he noticed she wasn't listening, "Bubbles?"

The blue Powerpuff had gone down to the floor on her knees while she was hugging Courage, who was shaking like a leaf from fear. The dog's eyes were white dots and sweat ran down his fur, even though it's impossible for dogs to perspire, while Bubbles stroked his head for comfort.

"There, there." Bubbles comforted the absolutely frightened Courage, who was still shaking, "It's alright! It's okay!"

Courage barked with a fearful stutter, which translated to, {I hate dancing!}

Bubbles then looked incredulously at the purple dog, asking almost in offense, "What?! What's wrong with dancing?"

He looked surprised that she understood him and responded, {You speak dog?!}

"Oh, yes! I speak dog!" Bubbles confirmed with a smile, before she pondered it further for a moment and explained it, "Well, more like I hear it. it's not that different than squirrel. Isn't that great?"

Dexter rolled his eyes and sighed while softly facepalming, 'Oh, for the love of Heisenberg. Maybe she's too much like Dee Dee...'

Meanwhile, back on the stage, Nool stared at the organics, impressed that the transhuman girl and her dog had managed to defeat several of the Eaters. The Eaters, despite their jovial and eccentric personalities, had won the Cluster several victories against their opponents all over the galaxy yet one of Earth's transhumans were able to demolish hundreds singlehandedly!

No matter, Nool always has a backup plan. The green Clusterbot produced a holographic screen in front his face and typed in a command while still upkeeping the portal produce by XJ9.

Suddenly, all the intact or destroyed Eaters stopped along with the Beetle Drones as their eyes glowed red.

"FOOD, GLORIOUS FOOD!" "EAT RIGHT THROUGH THE MENU!" Dexter heard before turning to the source of the sound and gained widened eyes and a pale face, slowly backing away at what was unfolding in front of him.

"I don't mean to be rude, but can you two discuss this later?" He said in a slightly panicked voice, leading them to follow his gaze.

The Eaters and Beetle Drones swarmed together as they fused into a new singular aggregate entity. The Beetles shift and weave themselves into gnarled limbs, the Eaters deformed and reformed as each robotic centipede became a fiber holding the new entity afloat. Servos groaning, plates chittering and sliding incessantly, wires forming and connecting, frame twitching and stifling. A shrill-like crackling, bending, stressing, warping, creasing.

All while the robots in question were all quipping various lines.

"No pushing!" One Beetle Drone said to another as they flew towards the forming composite entity.

"Hey, don't cut in line!" An Eater quips to another as they moved to form the sternum of the forming entity.

"And I'll form the head! Hehe, I've always wanted to say that!" Another Eater quips as he moved with the others to form the head.

The resulting monster was a behemoth of alien metal; a quadruped saurian body of brown and dark violet alien metal carapace with stinger clawed tankish limbs, a face of many glowing red eyes and needle fang filled maw, loose tendril-like tails, and pale-yellow spines between plates and protuberances.

It roared a screeching bellow as its right arm stomped its massive fist down onto the floor, leaving a crater in the pavement. Bubbles let out a small eep and Courage let out a loud YIPE at the sight of the monster while Dexter managed to maintain his composure.

"Bubbles, we need you to open the door." He explained while keeping his eyes on the monster in front of them, "Only a hero with super strength will be fast enough. You're that hero!"

"B-But Courage!" She told him as she tried to get the purple dog, who was gripping her with fear untold, off her.

"Look, Courage can live up to his name! We need to go now!" Dexter countered and cemented his position before turning to the approaching monster, "I'll hold him off."

Before any counterpoints could be made, Courage let go and dropped down onto the floor before he then lifted Bubbles up by the waist and hastily ran off to the stairway while the girl protested.

"Huh?! Courage-Wait! Let me go!" She tried to tell the dog to let go, but his mind was too consumed with fear to listen, making her look back at Dexter, "Dexter, please! I don't understand..."

"HUNGRY... HUNGRY... HUNGRY..." The monster growled as he neared at the boy genius, salivating as streams of drool pooled. Gnarled fists with sabertooth claws and readied tails curled and lashed as they drank in the sight of their prey.

Dexter looked back at the fleeing two, "I know. I'm sorry we don't have more time." He then ran with the two to the entryway for the safe room, "You have to protect those people, Bubbles. With all your might."

"YOU CAN RUN... BUT YOU CANNOT HIDE!" The merged Cluster monster bellowed as it got closer, steadily gaining on them.

She looked conflicted at leaving her friend alone to face this monster, "But, Dexter, wouldn't Blossom-"

"Blossom isn't here!" Dexter cuts her off as they reached the stairway, "She's trying to save us, Bubbles. Your sisters are busy, we need YOU!"

"Okay, sure! I know that!" Bubbles tries to explain as Courage her down the stairwell while Dexter stared stoically at the monster, "But Dexter, wouldn't she want me to protect you too?"

"WELL... YOU CAN HIDE... BUT NOW YOU CANNOT RUN!" The monster corrected itself before he cackled an evil laugh as he stood on his two legs and readied his claws to rend them to shreds.

"No, I don't think so." Dexter said as he put his hands together, lighting cackled as two technologically advanced gauntlets formed on his hands, "I don't need to be protected right now."

He then took a dramatic stance, "LET'S GET TO IT!" The monster roared, frame shifting to bipedal as his hindlegs thicken, open spaces filling, tendrils posed to strike in the fight ahead.

"Eat proton compression charges, ugly!" Dexter shouted, as his right gauntlet produced a red missile from the wrist and as a holographic screen formed in front of him and targeted the monster's head.

Global Defense Force Hanger: Passageway

Back underground, Bubbles wasn't having much luck with the doors; She forced her hands on the frame as the immeasurably heavy doors moved slowly as her feet dug into the ground. At least, Courage assisted, futilely as it may have been. The others were starting to get worried even how the ceilings were shaking from heavy footsteps.

"It's... So... Heavy..." She forced out as sweat poured down her forehead, futilely trying to get the gate open.

Professor Membrane attempted to give advice, "When engage in heavy lifting, it's best to focus on one's lifting power though the legs, not the back!"

"Give it a try, Bubbles!" Utontium encourages his daughter as she attempts to get the doors open again. It was then that an absurdly loud and haunting roar shook the passageway, along with an explosion that further destabilized the passageway and even the building.

"...And hurry." Olga encouraged her in a small fear-filled voice, looking back at the tunnel which was thankfully still void of whatever was above ground.

Courage attempted to help but that ended as one would expect it to. And his failed attempt at kicking it opening, resulted in the stumped foot and a scream from the dog. But as he hopped away in pain, Bubbles got angry.

"Stupid door! You made him look bad!" Bubbles yelled as she kicked the door. Her plan worked too well as with a loud WHAM!, the door opened. And by 'door opened', I mean that it was torn off its hinges and fell down like a boulder into the ground, slamming down and taking dust and dirt into the air. Although her kick didn't pierce it, the force was enough to knock it down, letting them enter the hanger.

"Ha-ha!" Professor Membrane laughed heartily, "Excellent display of leg focused lifting force!"

"...How are we going to close it?" Nora Wakeman asked slowly to no one in particular as she then realized the one glaring problem that using force produced.

Bubbles gulped nervously as she realized her mistake, "Oops."

It was then that she noticed what was in the room; A load of aircrafts, weaponry, super suits and mechanical armors on display, a prototype Telepod, and loads of advanced measuring equipment. The room itself was massive, enough to hold much more than what it was currently holding, and a lot of the equipment was packed in and anachronistic.

"Professor?" Bubbles turned and asked her father after examining the hanger, "What is all this?"

"The center Megaville skyway hanger." Professor Utonium answered her as they all began swarming into the hanger, "Just one part of the real complex under the center for the arts."

"Wow..." His daughter said in awe before noticing a familiar looking robot, "Hey! Isn't that the-"

"Yes," Her father answered before she finished, "Yes, that's where I had her moved."

"I was wondering! Your lab isn't as big." Bubbles spoke her mind as she looked on at the robot she and her sisters used to have. It was a massive mech-suit that resembled Bubbles but with the 'skin' being white and the 'hair and clothing' were red. They called it Dynamo, but it was confiscated from her and her sisters after they accidentally wrecked Townsville with her weapons. It also seemed to either be undergoing repairs or upgrades as its right arm was missing.

"We're actually going to need her targeting computer." The professor said as he ran to the computers and started typing stuff in, "Get the crowd to move in, past all of this equipment."

Bubbles nodded and flew upward in the doorframe, yelling for everyone to get in, "Everyone! This way, please!" The crowd obliged as they rushed into the hanger with each of the scientists running to one of the stations, preparing for whatever was to come and hoping that they had enough time to prepare at all.

"CLOSE THE DOOR!" A shout echoes through the tunnel as everyone turns to see Dexter, flying through the tunnel via jets formed from his now barely functioning and damaged gauntlets as Bubbles zooms towards him.

"What's wrong?" Bubbles asks the boy genius. His response was to point down the tunnel, where she and the others saw the monster, currently rushing down the tunnel towards them with its fangs exposed and a simmering but self-repairing spot on its head.

"I can't slow them down! We need to close the doors now!" Dexter informs as both sped into the hanger. He landed down and shed his damaged gauntlets, only for him to notice the glaring problem about closing the doors.

"...Bubbles... Why is this duranium multi-faceted security gate completely separate from its locking mechanisms and hinges?" Dexter asked in calm yet distressed voice as the Powerpuff lifted said gate in an attempt to seal it.

"I'm sorry! I opened it too fast!" Bubbles blubbered in stress as she continued to lift the insanely heavy door back into its frame to hopefully block the monster from getting into the hanger.

"This is bad." Was Dexter's only response to the situation as he saw the monster was getting closer by the second.

Bubbles only whimpered as she tried to lift the door, only lifting it halfway up even with her super-strength, "I'm so sorry..."

"Don't worry, Bubbles!" Professor Utonium shouted, gaining their attention. Utonium and some scientists were at the computers, commanding the Powerpuff Girl's robot, Dynamo, to extend its arm towards them to handle the fallen door, "We're not out of options yet!"

Dexter stares at the giant robot and says dumbly, "Well... Yes, let's try it." The robot's massive hand pushed against the fallen gate, pushing it upwards and relieving the massive weight from Bubbles. In a few seconds, the door was firmly back into its frame, quickly sealing the hanger and blocking the monster's entrance.

"Yay! Dynamo! She's back!" Bubble had stars in her eyes as the robot sealed up the doorframe to the hanger.

Suddenly, a subtle tapping came from the sealed gate, along with a piping steamed breath sampling the tension from those who were in the hanger; The monster was just beyond the gates.

"LITTLE FLESHLING... LET US COME IN..." Everyone heard and collectively shuddered at the deep yet course crinkly voice that came from beyond the gate, before a drill-like whirling was heard, "WE WILL RIP... AND WE WILL TEAR..."

As the monster purred out its words, 3 drill-like protuberances drilled through the wall and unfurled into tendrils that imbedded themselves into Dynamo's hand, spreading red circuit-like marking from the punctures. Olga backed away fearfully, unknowingly putting her hand into Dexter's. Her pigtails had been undone by herself, letting her ebony hair flow down to her thighs.

"Dexter... The door..." Olga stuttered fearfully, only for Dexter to finish for her, his voice firm but grim, "It's not holding."

Alarms blared from the screen in front of Utonium, 'VIRUS DETECTED' in large red words appeared above the onscreen model of the robot while the states of its operating systems displayed aside.

"Damn! They're trying to infect Dynamo!" The professor swore as he and the other scientists worked hastily at their stations to prevent the monster from infecting and converting one of their giant robots to their side, "We've got to disengage! I'll only shut her down to start a cold boot-up." He then looked back to Bubbles, who looked scared as the drills dug into the robot's hand, "Try to hold on, Bubbles! We'll think of something!"

"Oh, no." Bubbles whispered fearfully as Dynamo's hand retracted from the door, breaking the other tendrils off from it while a fourth one drilled in and unfurled. She quickly ran to the door and pressed her hands against it as it was beginning to be pushed forwards by the monster.

"LET US COME IN..." The monster hungerly growled as its massive, clawed hand pushed against Bubbles, who was pushing back the gate in the robot's steed while the terrified crowd looks beyond as the monster was slowly revealed.

"Oh, no... Oh, no... Oh, no..." The blue PowerPuff muttered stressfully as she pushed the door with all her strength against the biomechanical monster that pushed back.

'Oh, no... Oh, no..' Courage thought as his desire to protect his owner override his fear, producing a metal baseball bat that had 'equalizer' engraved on it and charging at the approaching tendrils.

"OH, YES-OW!" The thing beyond the door hissed as Courage destroyed one tendril with a great downward swing of his metal bat while Bubbles destroyed another tendril with her eye beams.

Bubbles growled as she destroyed another with her eye beams, "I... Won't... Let... You... Win!" She paused between each word as she pushed the gate back harder against the beast.

At their attempts to resist its entry, the monster simply chuckled darkly, "YOU ALL TASTE SO MUCH BETTER WHEN YOU ARE AFRAID." It purred sadistically as slowly and strongly pressed the door down, slowly overpowering Bubbles' strength.

The door was tilted due to their struggle, revealing the monster's hideous face with its pale yellow and brown striped claws. Violet biomechanical 'flesh' holding random glimmering red eyes, red-brown carapace with thick pale-yellow spines between folds resting malevolently over a maw of needle-like fangs drenched in saliva, bile, and shredded metal. In spite of this, Bubbles and Courage destroyed the other two tendrils while the former was still holding the door up to keep the monster from getting in.

In the observing crowd, standing by Dexter and Olga, was Otto Osworth, the time traveler who was in the Time Squad, a department of people who go around fixing time. The reason I'm bringing him up again is that at the moment the monster finished its sentence, his watch began beeping. Bear in mind, this is a watch that can detect anomalies in the space time continuum and can in fact warp through time. Argo, it's usually a bad sign when it starts going off.

Otto looks at his watch questioningly along with a few others, wondering why it was going off.

Suddenly, a slow yet immensely powerful boom rocked the hanger. Everyone nearly fell to the floor while all the equipment and objects shook, dust and loose stone falling, metals stressing, ground creaking, all in a brief symphony of tectonic madness. Just as sudden as it began, the quake causing boom ceased, much to everyone's confusion. The equipment stopped shaking, the dust and loose stone stopped falling, the metal did not stress, and the ground stopped creasing.

"What was that?!" Professor Utonium shouted in utter bewilderment, a statement many of the crowd agreed with as others that fell down got back up completely befuddled by what just happened.

The beeping on Otto's watch increased in intensity as he looked at it with concern, only for a deep robotic voice to come from it and began inscribing the following data: "TACHYON ANOMALY DETECTED. AUTOMATIC EMERGENCY PROTOCAL ENGAGED: PREPARE FOR PERSONAL SPACETIME ORIGIN REASSIGNMENT JUMP IN: 20 SECONDS."

"TACHYONS?!" Both Dexter and Otto shouted in shock along with some of the scientists.

"I know that auditory signature anyway!" Membrane shouted bombastically, gaining others attention as he points his finger upwards for dramatic effect, "That's an explosion! And not just any explosion, but compared to most explosions, a very slow explosion!"

"But... But that means..." Dexter trailed off in horror. The boy genius quickly activated his glasses that scanned the deeper parts of the facility, hoping that it was not what he thought it was.

He nearly despaired when he saw what his glasses displayed what was happening underground. There were still four energy signatures but the purple one was replaced by another signature; a small white dot surrounded by many faded grey rings of quickly increasing size.

"The bomb..." Dexter had to pause to collect himself before he finished his sentence, "...Has detonated..."

Everyone gasped in horror, before Olga pitched in a sentence, "But what about Blossom?"

"She... She..." Dexter couldn't bear to say it. Suddenly, another boom shook the hanger, this one louder and with considerably more force, disquieting the machines and leaving slower than it came. As the shockwave rocked the underground, the monster ceased it's attempts to breach the hanger when it heard the noise, causing its main four eyes to shrink in fear.

"WHAT?!" "NOW?!" "THEY NEVER TELL US ANYTHING!" It spoke this time not in a synchronized voice, showing their surprise. They quickly turned and made a mad and frantic dash from the hanger to the exit of the science center, ripping through the dirt and stone floor in their mad panic to escape. "TO HIGHER GROUND!" "RUN! RUN!" "ESCAPE!"

Inside the hanger, Bubbles let out a massive sigh of relief as the monster left, sliding down the wall of the door with Courage sitting by. "Thank goodness! They're leaving." Bubbles panted as she could rest due to the stress of holding back the insanely heavy gate.

{What was that noise just now?} Courage asked in dog-speak.

Pale blue marking resembling clocks began to form around Otto who frantically tried to stop it from performing the jump through time. "Come on... Just-Wait!" Otto practically begs the universe as he messes around with his watch to stop the jump, "Don't jump! Not yet!"

"The screens are going down!" Utonium shows as he and the other scientists try to get the equipment working as they shut down from the shockwave while all lights in the hanger suddenly went out and the rest of the crowd grew paranoid and worried.

"Hmm... That boom was suspicious!" Professor Membrane bombastically said mostly to himself with his hand to where his chin would be despite half his face being covered by his labcoat's long collar, before snapping his fingers and pointing to the young genius, "Dexter, do you have a read out we can use?"

"...What?" Dexter said after a pause, his mind still reeling from the thought of Blossom being dead, before nodding and taking off his glasses, "Oh... Yes..." His glasses produced a hologram displaying the Megaville Arts Center with two tunnels spanning under it, the shorter was where they were, while the longer one was where the bomb had detonated, symbolized by the many white ring growing in size.

"Ah! As I suspected!" Membrane exclaims in his usual bombastic tone, crossing his arms as he examined the data from the screen, "That previously sluggish explosion is gaining a regular rate of acceleration as it grows!"

"Meaning we've got to try to get out of the blast radius!" Utonium exclaims with the crowd agreeing as many already running to exit the hanger now that the monster was gone, and they had a chance to get out alive.

Dexter shook his head sadly, "It's going to be too fast in a few moments..."

Everyone was silenced by those words, Olga quietly asked in fear, "...Dexter?"

The genius drew a sharp breath and explained why they were doomed even if they fled the hanger, "We won't make it. That's not a normal explosion: It's getting stronger not weaker."

Communication Tower: Emergency Exit Tunnel

Back with to the other tunnelway, Agent Miller was currently outrunning an approaching wall and waves of hyper charged tachyons that is enveloping the tunnel. His feet were leaving craters into the dirt, sweat pouring down his brow as his heart was pounding against his ribs, glad that he had done that marathon training a while back.

'To think that my wife said marathon training was a waste of time! "When are we going to need to run 25 miles per hour?" Ha! Who's a waste of time now, Dina?!' He thought smugly as he continued sprinting up the tunnel to the surface.

Global Defense Force Hanger: Interior

A deep rumbling shook the hanger as a pale blue and white energy with rising particles began leaking from the walls and floor, the ground quaking, blue mist-like extensions raise from the floor, swirling and intertwining in confusing and hypnotic patterns that defied logic and reason. The blast was reaching the hanger.

Now, the crowd has been through a lot this day; They've been attacked by alien insect robots, had to deal with a crapload of stress and fear, was chased down into this hanger and threatened by all of those robots combined into a single biomechanical monstrosity, and was now faced with imminent death at the hands of a Tachyon bomb.

As you can imagine, this was the straw that broke the camel's back, and they all responded in the only way any person in this situation would.

"WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!" Heinz Doofenshmirtz screamed at the top of his lungs as almost everyone around him fell into complete disarray, screaming and running around the hanger in blind panic.

The 'almost' being I.M. Weasel, who was unnaturally calm about the whole thing, "I suppose that's a possibility. However, I've made a few calls. To be honest though, one of them was to straighten my living will."

Heinz, still in his blind panic, ignored him and screamed again, "DEFINITELY GOING TO DIE!"

The attendees continued to panic blindly, fights breaking out, machines torn up and thrown across the hanger, general common sense was lost and abandoned as the people were just trying to get some desperate form of release as the end of their lives came ever so near. The more rational and calm ones simply clung to their loved ones and lovers, resigned to their fate.

{I'm sorry, Courage. I'm so sorry.} Bubbles solemnly dog-spoke to Courage, tears streaming down her face as she cuddled up with him, {Blossom... Buttercup... They're... They're... G-G-Gone! We couldn't do it... I couldn't do it.}

The purple dog only whimpered to his master as he comforted her, {It's not your fault. It's not your fault, Bubbles.}

Nora Wakeman had tears flowing down her cheeks, holding a picture of her in a chair with Jenny hugging as her 'mother' gives her a present. Nora nearly chokes at seeing her 'daughter's' happy expression as tears fall onto the picture. "We... We can't get way, XJ9..." She cried before she nearly collapsed from the grief of losing her 'daughter', "Jenny... Jenny!"

Utonium put his hand on her shoulder in sympathy, giving whatever comfort he could give the elderly roboticist before the end came for them, "W-We... We did all that we could."

"I forgot to unplug my toaster." Membrane stated his only regret ever in his life, before adding one final thing that he never accomplished, "Also: indicate familial affection toward child-units."

"B-B-Blossom." Dexter could only whimper, his limit nearing, his walls breaking, and tears flowed down as his glasses fell from his weak hand, smashing when it lands on the floor with a tear trailing ever behind. The bridge snapped in half and the right temple tip broke off.

Suddenly, the glasses reconnected and repaired, the bridge and rims glowing blue as "GLASSES REPAIRED" was emitted as it was surround by the mist-like extensions and floating light specks to which Olga picked up.

"Professor Utonium, Wait! Wait!" Otto gains the Professor's attention as the boy barely managed to override the jump through time, "You, you above anyone and everyone else, you need to hear these."

"What the- Why is there only one of you?!" He asked incredulously as he crouched to Otto's level, desperate for any help that might get everyone here out of this situation, "We need as many Time Squad agents as possible right now!"

Otto winched but tries his best to explain why the Time Squad can't help, "Yes, I know... and I'm sorry. This event... It's not normal, and it's not going to be over quickly. I've only got a few moments, listen carefully."

Olga put Dexter's glasses back on his grief-stricken face, her expression one of sorrowful resignation with her untied and waist-length hair flowing in the winds produced by the oncoming storm, "It's... It's going to be alright Dexter."

"No. No, it won't." He responded, eyes closed with tears streaming.

"No..." The ballerina agreed solemnly, her tone one of soft comfort in their final moments, "Not for long... But right now, it can be..."

"NO!" Screamed a brown-haired scientist, gaining everyone's attention, "IT"S HERE!" Without even sensing their confusion, he pointed at the southern wall in response to what he was seeing. In tune with his words, the tachyon wave had breached the southern wall of the hanger, quickly spreading through the room like an energy-based corruption.

"RUN! RUN!" A black-haired scientist yelled as he backed away, but it was still getting closer.

"RUN WHERE?!" A female scientist yelled back to him as it was centimeters away from consuming her whole.

Realizing his chance to help the others was fleeting quickly, Otto hastily said to Utonium as they watched the advancing wall of doom drew closer towards them and before the watch could send him through time, "Listen to me, Professor! This is just a stop gap. I can't be sure, but this may be why Time Squad exists!"

"But it's getting faster! How can we be sure we'll be here after-" The professor voiced his concerns but was cut off by Otto.

"Don't worry about that now!" The time traveler exclaims as he sees himself fading slightly due to his watch slowly bypassing the manual override, preparing for the jump through time to safety, "It's a mystery to us, even in one million years! There's no research on it and no way to do it from the outside. You, Wakeman, the other scientists, and the dimension travelers, you will have to seal it."

"What?!" Utonium was utterly befuddled by what Otto was saying, "Seal what?!" What could be happening that would not only cause the formation of Time Squad but also be a mystery to them?

"I REGRET NOTHING!" The black-haired scientist yelled as he scrambled away from the tachyon wave as quickly as he could.

"I REGRET A FEW THINGS!" The brown-haired scientist yelled as he trailed behind the black-haired scientist.

The female scientist didn't even get in her words as she was waist deep in the wave, wordlessly reaching out for help before she let a few tears fall down her cheeks and gained a resigned expression as the wave consumed her.

The wave consumed the rest of the crowd in mere moments, the people caught in its darkless embrace slowly faded into nothing with expression of either fear or grim acceptance, their final few moments spend fleeing the blast in one final attempt to escape the inevitable. Agent Honeydew had a fearful expression as she stared on at the oncoming blast, only for Jack to embrace her in one last moment of comfort. The woman's eyes turn watery as she buries herself into the samurai's chest, crying slightly while he himself simply closed his eyes with a resigned expression as the wave consumed them.

As it neared towards those that were at the edge of the hanger, the markings around Otto flared as the Time Squad watch blared out what was happening in a deep and mechanical voice: "TACHYON ANOMALY ENERGY THRESHOLD EXCEEDING MANUAL OVERRIDE PROTOCAL INPUT. EMERGENCY JUMP INITIATING."

"I'm... I'm sorry, professor!" Otto mutters out as the markings swirled around him and as his form began to fade away, indicating the jump was about to start.

"I don't understand!" Utonium hurriedly asked Otto while he still had time to talk with the boy, "What is it that we have to seal?!"

"The only thing I know is the gap- Or rip, has something to do with the-" Was all Otto could get out when the jump started, sending the boy away from the impending doom while leaving only a trail of steam in his place.

"NO! WAIT!" Utonium could only scream in futility as the time traveler was ripped away from the present, destroying whatever chance Otto had to stop what was coming.

"Let it go, Jonathan..." Nora Wakeman said as she laid back against Dynamo's left arm with a sorrowful yet resigned expression on her old face, "We... We've failed..." She trailed off as she stared at the picture of her and her 'daughter' one last time before she was consumed by the light, "Jenny... Jenny, I love you so much..."

"Girls. My girls... Why? Why did it end this way?" Utonium clenched his fist in despair as he stared into the oncoming wave, only for Membrane to place his left hand on his right shoulder in one last moment of comfort for his friend.

"The laws of probability, my friend." The usually bombastic professor monologued, now calm and philosophical as he quietly accepted that it was his time to die, "The laws of probability and physics, dictating maybe a little chaos theory? And if you ignore our imminent oblivion, I would like to say it is, if you'll forgive me for speaking in perhaps the layman's term: Bright and beautiful."

Utonium can't help but smile at Membrane's words, "Yeah... It actually kinda is..." Both professors closed their eyes with a peaceful expression on their faces as they were enveloped by the light.

"I don't wanna d-d-die, Dexter!" Olga clung to the boy in question, not caring about any potential embarrassment, tears streaming down her face in both fear and sorrow as the wave was beginning to envelop them from the feet up.

Dexter comforted in turn, now resigned to their fate as he began seeing the wave tightening its grasp, "I know... I know. Olga?"

The ballerina lifts her head to him, tears in her beautiful eyes as she responded, "Yes?"

"Goodbye." Was his only response as they embraced. No more regrets, no more secrets, just the single moment they have left. Their lips connected in the split moment that the wave devoured them.

{Courage, I'm sorry!} Bubbles dog-spoke to Courage as both of them were curled against the ruined gate, seeing the wave come their way after it enveloped Dexter and Olga, {I'm so sorry it has to be this way! I'm so sorry!}

Courage only responded with a massive stutter, {Y-Y-You... You g-g-gave me the ch-ch-chance to be in a new family. I w-w-wanted that. You d-d-don't have to be sorry for that.}

{I'm so sorry...} Bubbles blubbered, as she saw the wave coming closer, {Just hold tight to me. Hold tight to me. Don't... D-D-Don't be afraid.}

{I'm not scared.} Courage managed to stop his stutter for the first time, giving her the comfort that he finally conquers his fear.

{Don't be afraid... Don't be afraid...} Bubbles spoke like a broken record, closing her eyes as it was only inches away, {Don't look. Don't look, Courage, and it will be fine. It... It will all be okay!}

Courage only whimpered to his master, {I believe you.} They embraced one last time as the tachyon wave consumed them and the rest of the hanger. The wave poured through the tunnel, spreading through the science center, and then through the city of Megaville.

Black Eden: Labratories

In Black Eden, two figures observed the events that followed: The first was a tall muscular humanoid creature, his skin orange, six eyes resting on his torso; four on his chest and two on his head which were adorned with glasses, a golden diamond like protrusion rested on his body with another on his forehead. He was bald but instead he had flames in place of hair. He wore gray pants with black shoes and a black belt.

This was Doctor Alexander Megalos or Dr. X.

The second was an abnormal-looking chimpanzee, wearing a brown raincoat with a red scarf, and white boots. The most noticeable features were his green skin and a very large white helmet with purple stripes adorning his head to cover his larger than normal brain.

This is Mojo Jojo, the archenemy of the Powerpuff girls.

Dr. X was simply looking over his computer with Mojo Jojo looking over in a cave of black stone with multitudes of advanced machinery and biomechanical growths, looking over the readings of the events that followed. Such silence sat in until the tachyon wave breached the walls of their cavernous base, lights of destruction flood the room as the two occupants turned to see the impending wave of tachyon blasphemy.

"Good dome on my brain, what is-" Mojo Jojo breathed in shock as the wave approached the two scientists.

"That's daddy's little girl, giving her father a wonderful gift." Dr. X interrupted, as he saw his greatest achievement unfold. Suddenly, he turned back to his computer and had a call line open up for someone.

"Zim!" Dr. X messaged to the caller, the computer screen showed a blank and grey page yet had a title that Mojo couldn't make out, "Project Tlalocan is in place and activated. Is the Siphon ready?"

Said Irken's voice came through the connecting line, sounding smugger than Mojo had ever in his life, "Oh, Doctor, it was made ready." The doctor's only response was the disconnect the call line and stared back at the quickening wave in silence as both mad geniuses contemplated on what happens next.

"...We're not going to die, are we?" The super genius ape asked the mutated doctor, not looking at him as he was mesmerized by the light of this impending doom.

"Really, Mojo. I don't know, would dying make you feel better?" X asked Mojo condescendingly, only for the monkey to respond with a deadpan stare. The mutated doctor continued as he took off his glasses, placed them in his clawed hands, "I will be honest, ape. I can't say to you what will happen. Only what might. While it is my greatest triumph, I simply cannot tell you that it is... the future."

Both of the mad scientists just sat in silence as the light consumed them and their base.

The Stratosphere

Back with Monkey and Battus above the city, the two duked it out with energy flying, fists connecting, and lasers slicing. Monkey uppercuts Battus, who uses the opportunity to backhand Monkey out of his way. The superhero grinded on nonexistent ground before rocketing towards the bat-like robot, slamming his fist into his enemy's chest, sending him flying backwards.

The two then glared intensely at each other, rocketing at their other with neck-break speeds, colliding with one hand blocking the other's. Both exerted every ounce of will in their fists to overpower their opponent, neither budging from their gridlock.

"You are strong, Monkey." Battus complemented, as he struggled against Monkey's super strength, "I knew the hero who fought Superman to a draw would not disappoint. Pity he and his precious league will be busy with what's to come."

Monkey screeched at him as he struggled against his adversary, trying to break the gridlock between them.

"Give up? Surrender?!" The bat-like Cluster laughed at his opponent's attempt to get him to stand down, "Hah! Never. If only I feared death like you organics, hero."

Monkey screeched again to his enemy, but his opponent just chuckled darkly.

"You are already too late." Battus smirked at Monkey's confusion, sadistically nodding his head down to the earth. The superhero simply let out a confused screech but when he looked down, he saw the entire city of Megaville being enveloped in an ocean of light. Waves of blue-white energy grew from the science center crashing and scouring the land, the clouds became pyres of blue, the city seemed to freeze in time as its outlines were visible in the ocean of light, the final touches were the shimmering orbs of light that were rising out of the blaze.

"Simian fool." Battus sneered at his opponent's ignorance to what was happening, "You see the light, but you don't understand."

Monkey screeched again in anger, {You know what that is?!}

"Yes, I know what it is." The general of the Cluster boasted, as he broke the struggle between him and Monkey, sending both of them in opposing directions while he flared his wings out in a dramatic fashion, "It is triumph. It is a BOMB. And it has detonated."

{A BOMB?!} The superhero yelled in monkey-speak in horror.

Battus grinned in triumph, "The light is filling the spacetime curvature of your precious planet's gravity well as we speak." He then let out an absolutely maniacal laugh before shouting to Monkey, "You've failed, hero. This entire worthless world... and everyone in it... will be consumed by the light! And you, with all your strength, there is nothing you can do to stop it!"

That did it. Something broke inside Monkey, he grinded his teeth with a subtle growl, yellow energy flooding his eyes with rage. The superhero rockets towards Battus, lightning flaring and arcing like a haywiring Tesla coil, hands flat against each other in a piercing position. With an ear-piercing screech, he speared into Battus' chest, penetrating the Clusterbot's armor and reducing his innards to pulp.

The Cluster General roared in pain with glowing emerald 'blood' spewed from his mouth and the exit wound, speaking in choked and pained tones yet laced with defiance, "I've already told you... Monkey! My death means nothing!"

Monkey ignored him, his hands gripping the interior and pushing sideways while still buried in his enemy's chest, forcing the wound in Battus' chest to expand. The tears in his frame spread to his throat.

Battus simply laughs in defiance, despite all the unfathomable pain he was in, "Hahaha... You failed! You were... too late..."

The wound spread to his backside, splitting it open as more of his 'blood' spilled out of the General's frame.

"Too late... Too late..."

The wound spread to the head as the two halves began splitting from Monkey's super-strength.

"TOO LATE... TOO LATE..." Battus yelled and spat his last words like a broken record in defiance, before...

Monkey tore the Cluster General in half, silencing him forever. The vertically torn body fell from his hands into the ocean of light, sailing ever further apart into the earth below, never to be reunited.

Still parts falling from the hero's hands as the weight of what has happen sunk in like the corpse of a dead whale. Monkey unmasked himself and stared into the ocean of white destructive light, tears falling as he knows there's no way anyone could have survived the wave, knowing that he failed the people he was supposed to save, and more than anything; he failed to save Honeydew.

After crying his tears, Monkey took in a few breathes before closing his eyes, resigned to his fate.

But something drew his gaze before he completely closed his eyes.

Monkey's gaze fell upon a massive floating pylon, composed of an obsidian-like substance, sitting miles above and across from him. It simply sat in the space above Earth, rotating and bobbing, as if apathetic to laws of physics and reality. As he continued to stare, more details laid bare; runes etched into each surface with an accompanying Mark and color.

A crescent moon with a circle planted near the lower end, with the top end wavy as liquid, the color a dark blue. A hollow triangle under a horizontal line and an upside-down arrow in a deep red. A three-pointed star with three accompanying circles drenched in green. a diagonal line with a large circle at the bottom end, a small crescent at the top end, with a larger backwards crescent crossed horizontally awash in purple.

Monkey was utter befuddled; What was this thing? The markings were more alien anything he'd ever seen, space seemed to bend around it, and a deep warbling sound vibrated in his sensitive ears.

Suddenly, the pylon split open in a four-pronged claw-like formation each in the respective color of the marking and began rotating faster and faster, steams of dust swirl upward and into the pylon, winds twirling more rapid and more rampant. Just as sudden, the tachyon wave began spiraling upward into the pylon, gathering between the 'claws' as an iridescent white orb growing in size.

Soon, the orb grew to great sizes with Monkey unable to tell if it was still or in motion, with the 'claws' of the pylon grazing idly at the edges of the orb. The scenery before feeling stilled in a single moment while the events beyond himself felt lightyears away, feelings of rage, pleasure, intrigue, and despair whispered as if close but nowhere seen.

Then red beams struck the orb, disrupting the calm silence it beheld as it began spinning and spasming erratically, growing larger and smaller akin to a heartbeat. A blazing listless unraveling in the orb, losing cohesiveness and became an erratic snarl of particles as the pylon abruptly closes. Each surface glows the color of it's runes, while the markings and runes themselves became blacker than the night itself.

Monkey started to slowly fly backwards in caution from the ominously feeling object. He didn't know why but he had a terrible-

He didn't even get to finish that thought as the pylon suddenly spun so rapidly that the light itself deformed in the motion. It then rocketed upwards into the void beyond with the simian superhero staring dumbstruck.

Then everything was engulfed in searing light, making even Monkey turn away from the cataclysm to come.

But before we get to that, let's go back a few minutes, to when everything was still right with the universe.

Communication Tower: Access Gate... 10 minutes ago

"Are those ray bans? Cool!" Buttercup squeals as she takes the glasses from and put them on.

"Way better, kid." Agent Miller replies, clarified what happened when her sister came through the tower, "Your sister has a pair too."

The green PowerPuff responded awkwardly as she puts them on, "Oh. Oh, right. I get it."

"Buttercup, of the PowerPuff Girls." The agent orients her into the MIB, "Welcome to-"

"Yeah, yeah sure. I said I get it." Buttercup interrupts him, not having the time or patience for this, "I'm going after my sister, okay? I'm outta here."

"...Thanks, kid." Agent Miller thanks plainly.

"Don't thank me yet." She then jumps to the tear in the wall, looking down the tunnel for her sister and Samantha before she flies down after them.

Communication Tower: Inner Hull

Bell, still holding the Powerglass, raced down the comm tower's inner network with Blossom rocketing behind. Everywhere from the unseen top to the ever-nearing bottom was a light-filled webwork of cables containing digital communication and information exchange with only a few unpowered cables and the grey walls giving them any sense of direction.

"Light-bright, light-bright, shine so bright! Beautiful light lines come to li-i-ife!" GIR sings as Bell rockets towards the bottom of the tower with a stoic look on her face, while Blossom speeding through the openings in the network of cables, stopping to scout the best possible path to intercept the white Powerpuff.

"WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING, PINKIE?" A loud and sadistic voice boomed through the air behind the pink Powerpuff, stopping her from her chase after Bell.

Blossom turned around in confusion, "What the-?" Blossom saw Samantha crouching on three limbs on one of the metal cables, with a pair of sunglasses, Jack's katana in her hand, and her brown hair fluttering in the turbulent wind of the tower's inner hull.

"I KNOW YOU HEARD ME." Samantha yelled to the pink Powerpuff from her position, raising Jack's katana to jump down and skewer her, "I ASKED YOU A QUESTION. WHERE DO YOU-"

She was cut off when she grimaced in pain, putting a hand to her sunglasses to ease the pain. Her systems were suffering from information overload due to them intercepting the data coming through the cables, 'All this fiber optics... Information delivery crap... Pulses too bright... Too much internet flying by... Humans and their damned internet... Too bright... I'm not going to be able to fight her with all these stupid spam e-mails blinding me...'

Samantha than slashed two of the brightest cables with Jack's katana, instantly her systems felt more at ease now that the data flow in her systems has been reduced, 'Easy fix.'

Now that that was taken care of, Samantha turned her attention to Blossom whom just continued to stare blankly at her, "LOOK HERE, BOW-FOR-BRAINS, YOU'RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE-"

It was at that moment when she realized Blossom was either not paying attention to her or not caring as she prepared to head further down.

"HEY! Pay attention." Samantha yelled as she shredded more cables that were in front of her to make her point, "I'm going to shred you like these stupid cables if you go down any further, you hear me?!"

Blossom, after being unresponsive for another few moments, promptly took off down the tunnel after Bell to stop her.

"...You just made your last mistake, little girl." The Clusterbot in guise of a human growled as she crouched down and launched off the cable she was standing on after the redhaired Powerpuff, extending her left arm to grab her. Samantha speared through the air, weaving through the openings and intersections between a series of black cables until she got Blossom in her sights.

"YOU..." Samantha sped down harder towards Blossom, left hand extended out with Jack's sword still in her right.

"ARE..." Clothing and skin tore away from her extended hand, revealing a metallic hand with red energy crackling, ready to grab Blossom as the latter turned to see the former speeding towards her with an eager and predatory expression.

"Mine?" Before she could strike, two strong feminine hands grasped her by the ankle. Samantha turned to see a familiar sight grasping her ankle and with a pretty angry expression.

"BZZT! Wrong! Thanks..." Buttercup throws the cyborg into a cable, shattering it like an old twig, before finishing her quip,"...for playing!"

"Thanks, Buttercup." Blossom thanked her sister before looking back down to the bottom of the tower and then looked back at Buttercup, "Can you keep her busy?"

The black-haired Powerpuff nodded and looked back at Samantha, cracking her knuckles in eager bloodlust, "No sweat. Can you catch that stupid fake Powerpuff?"

"THIS TIME, SHE'S GOING DOWN!" Blossom yelled to her sister in fury, before she sped down the tower to where Bell was heading.

"SHE'S ALREADY GOING DO-" Buttercup yelled back only to stop when the first part of the sentence caught up with her. "'This time'? Oh, man..." She bemoaned as she had clearly missed something between her and that Fakepuff.

Back with Bell, she flew downwards towards the tower's power station, absentmindedly doing so as she hummed cheerfully. All she had to do was plug in the Powerglass to the tower's main powerline, get out of there,

"Are we-" GIR began a question before Bell cannonballed while spinning vertically, making the scatterbrained robot draw out the 'e' until they reached their destination, "-e there yet?"

Bell scratched her head in thought as she looked around where they were standing, "Um... I... think... so..." It certainly seemed like the place her dad and Battus showed her when they went over the plan for this mission. They were standing on a yellow and black stripped security gate that seemed to part in half to open and judging by the fact that they were at the bottom of the tower, this had to be it.

GIR jumped off her head, squealing and bouncing around the security gate happily, "Hooray!"

"Girly, hold onto this while I do something cool." Bell said as she bequiffed GIR of the Powerglass, and prepared to do 'something cool.'

Her companion robot simply whooped as Bell cocked back her left fist, "Le-e-e-et's do this time warp aga-a-a-ain!"

Bell gave a light chuckle before she adopted a serious expression. She then drove her fist down, piercing the yellow and brown striped doors reinforced with heat-resistant laminate like wet paper and bent the tear into a wide entrance for them.

"We're in!" Bell cheered as she bent the hole into a wider tear in the hull of the tower.

Back with Samantha, things were most definitely not going her way as she was elbowed in the face by Buttercup, shattering the right side of her sunglasses and ramming the Cluster girl into a cable, splitting it in two. Thankfully, this part of the tower had less blinding light, so the glasses weren't necessary, but regardless.

"Didn't you hear me the first time? We're finishing this." Buttercup boasted as she left-hooked Samantha across the face, nearly caving in the right side of her skull.

Her opponent growled as she tried to shake off the pain from the blow, "No time for th-" She was cut off when the green Powerpuff punched her hard in the gut, causing her to make a choking sound from the pain.

"We're making time." Buttercup interrupted her, grabbing Samantha by her shirt and lifted her up from the shattered cable, asking rhetorically, "You're some kinda machine, right?"

The Clusterbot could only respond with angry huffs as she glared at Buttercup, hoping that her gaze would set the latter on fire.

"Sometimes, if you hit a machine, it works better." Buttercup continued, ready to pound this freak into the dust, "Like a TV. Or a computer. So, let try it. Let's give your computer a reboot!"

When she finished that sentence, she headbutted Samantha hard, shattering whatever remained of her sunglasses and tearing away the synthetic skin from the right side of her face, revealing advanced-looking technology and a red optic instead of flesh and bone. The cyborg yelled in pain before the headbutt from the Powerpuff sent her flying into the inner wall of the tower.

"Now." Buttercup floated near her opponent who was slowly shaking off the dizziness, "Are you done running? Are you ready, or should I give you time you time to warm up?!"

"YOU... YOU... YOU..." Samantha was practically rabid with rage, glaring at Buttercup murderously and panting intensely, before becoming eerily calm with her voice drenched in cold fury, "Fine... Fine... You want things to get ugly? Fine... Just fine... I was... going to... kill your worthless pink sibling first... just... to see... you cry, you filthy little meatbag… But it's fine... I'LL WATCH HER CRY INSTEAD... AS I KILL HER BY BEATING HER TO DEATH WITH YOUR CORPSE."

Buttercup was unfazed by her threat, simply cracked her knuckles before declaring calmly, "Bring it."

Communication Tower: Generator Room

Bell simply stood aside as GIR jumped into the tear in the entryway being his usual cheerful if possibly schizophrenic self. "After me!" He shouted as he jumped into the tear leading into the generator room with Bell following suit. Both ended up in a large silver room with many cables connecting through the walls to the main lines in the tower, with a center pillar-like line connecting them all to the main generator core with tertiary redundant generators hidden below.

"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE!" Bell heard a familiar voice shout out. Reacting in a millisecond, Bell saw a pink beam of light spearing towards her and GIR.

"Hold what?" She responded, dodging out of the way as the pink beam came crashing into the floor with her companion laughing as he ran towards the main power line while holding the Powerglass above his head. The smoke from the beam's landing blew away to reveal a very serious-looking Blossom, ready to take Bell down a peg.

"You know what I'm talking about, Bell!" Blossom shouted, glaring at her from behind her sunglasses smoke steaming up from her fists, "Give me that bomb, or I will be forced to stop you with force."

"Oh?" Bell questioned as she leaned forwards at Blossom with a playful teasing smile, "Are we carrying a bomb, Girly? I thought you told me I was the bomb."

GIR, in turn, responded sporadically, "I heard you liked bombs! So, we got you this linearity bomb, so you can bomb one of the four quantum-"

"Shh, silly." Bell cut her companion off before he could reveal anything about the bomb or their plans, maybe hiding her worry behind a façade of cheeriness, "It's a secret to everyone."

"It's dangerous to take alone! Take this! Kaboom! Whee!" He says randomly, being his usual self with motions of him doing those things while he was still holding the Powerglass.

"You are not bombing while you bomb around me, Bell." Blossom responds to both of them, still in a serious tone, "Give it to me peacefully. This doesn't need to get ugly."

The white Powerpuff seemingly played along, responding in a mocking if cheerful tone as she quietly pulled out the Noisy Cricket she stole earlier out of her back pocket, "I think you're right! We can give each other makeovers. Sound fun?"

"No." Blossom shook her head as her gaze not off Bell for even a second, knowing that she's just trying to catch her off guard, "You'll regret how I'll make you look."

"Awww, come on. It'll be a blast!" Bell made a pun before she quickly drew the Noisy Cricket at Blossom and pulled the trigger, "EAT CRICKET NOISE!"

The large orb of pure energy launched out of the needle thin barrel and seared towards the pink Powerpuff, who dodged out of the shot's radius as it impacted the wall behind her. As she dodged though, Blossom drew out one of Dexter's contractor shuriken and threw it at Bell.

"Wow! This really is a Noisy-" Bell exclaimed, surprised at the small gun's destructive power, but was cut off when the contractor shuriken knocked the gun out of her hand, "Hey!" She shouted, but then she noticed that Blossom was closing the gap between her and GIR, who still holding the bomb.

"Sometimes, I wish ears weren't re-e-e-e-e-eal!" He squeals in fear as he sees Blossom speeding towards him, ready to trash him to get the bomb away from the duo and stop their plans.

"Girly?!" Bell yelled in worry. GIR was at least ten feet away from her, and also behind her, which meant that she would have to react even faster than Blossom was to intercept her.

"Don't touch my private time!" GIR yells as Blossom tried to grab the bomb from his hands, only for Bell to grab Blossom's extended hand by the wrist, "Hand!"

"First hand meet second hand!" Bell yelled as she grabs and Judo throws the surprised Powerpuff to the floor hard, before commanding her robot to finish their plan while they had Blossom distracted, "Girly! It's go time! Go!" GIR simply squeed as he sprinted towards the main powerline while Bell stalled Blossom, the Powerglass raised high above his head.

"Ugh... S-Stop this... now, Bell." Blossom says as she shakenly gets up, the impact not breaking any bones or causing any bruising due to her invulnerability, but she could still feel pain.

"Stop?" Bell laughs childishly amused that Blossom thinks it's gonna be that easy, putting a hand to her hip while keeping her smile at her, "We're friends now. Just having fun. That's what it sounds like, Blossom."

"I-" Blossom was interrupted by a cough as the slam to the floor knocked the wind out of her, before she managed to continue to speak, "-Don't want this to get-" Another cough came out before she managed to continue again as she could breathe now, "-Any worse. For you or me."

"But we're just playing! Girly and me and you." Bell responds in turn, her playful smile not fading in the slightest, "We're getting good at it."

Blossom just removed her sunglasses, her face stoic and serious as it ever was, "...You're stronger than me."

Bell's smile only grew bigger at that statement, "You don't have to tell me that!" She giggles at Blossom's admittance of her inferiority to her.

"But you're not smarter than me." Blossom continues on, still keeping her eyes on Bell in case she makes a move.

"Aw, you're being mean!" The white Powerpuff didn't sound insulted in the slightest while taking off her sunglasses with a wink. Bell does mentally admit that she's not all that bright, even if she was still just 11 years old.

"I don't want to be mean, Bell." She clarified her statement with a glare.

"Then why get serious?" Bell asks her opponent in a playful manner.

"Because someone has to be." Was Blossom's only response as her eyes began to glow pink as energy built up in them.

"Oh, you're charging your laser!" Bell says excitedly, ready to actually fight her this time, "Wanna play a game? Have a beam contest, Blossom?" She then jokingly makes some 'pew' sounds while making gun signs with her hands.

"I'm not playing a game with you. You might be stronger... But there's something else, remember?" Blossom asked rhetorically. Just then, her gaze broke from Bell and then locked onto GIR, "I'm smarter than you."

GIR was simply humming to himself as a circular compartment in the main powerline opened, which was conveniently a perfect fit for the Powerglass.

"Ding dong!" He said in his usual random self, looking inside the compartment for anything, "Anyone ho-o-o-o-me?"

Bell immediately caught on to what Blossom was planning, her playful smile utterly disintegrated with a look of shock replacing it. Sweat slowly began to form and drip down her head while her pupils shrunk to pinpoints.

"You... You wouldn't." She choked out fearfully before her expression then turned extremely angry and distressed as her glare in her eyes turned downright murderous, "And you know I won't let you. So, you're going to back off. NOW."

Blossom's only respond was calm and calculating as her eyes grew with even more energy, "I'm afraid I can't do that, Bell." Her sclera had become a slightly dark shade of pink than her irises while her pupils turned almost white.

'Dexter... I'm so happy I met you, right now, more than ever.' Blossom thought as she prepared for Bell's assault, who was quickly closing the gap between them, 'You let me see the solution before the problem became this bad.'

Bell let out an angry sound before doing a scissor kick at Blossom's head who dodged out of the way. 'First, target distracted, but cognizant. Knows my laser has to angle down. A high kick to turn my head, so if I fire, shot wasted. Move head, do not turn eyes away. Keep her afraid.'

"STOP LOOKING AT HIM!" Bell shouted as she attacked again as the foot she used for her scissor kick set down to the floor, and then using her right leg to deliver a blade kick to her opponent's head.

'That's one kick but...' Blossom brought both her arms up to block the blade kick from Bell, 'Momentum will keep her going. Block the second kick, elbow block to keep hands close. She'll be frustrated. Kicks useless. She'll change her tactics. Do not move eyes from Girly.'

"STOP. IT. NOW!"

Bell roared in fury, starting to lose her marbles as she readied her left fist to bash Blossom's skull in.

'Too emotional, won't aim with precision.' Blossom grabbed Bell's left hook and pushed herself away from the blow, 'Push back left cross, prepare for heavier swing.'

"Tell him to stop what he's doing, and then I will, Bell." She said calmly as she saw GIR's head open to reveal a long and spindly robotic claw that then began removing what appeared to be a large battery out of the compartment connected to the main powerline, 'The machine has something in it. If that little robot puts it out for the bomb...'

Bell interrupted any further thoughts as she tried to get Blossom's gaze off of GIR, roaring out, "YOU WANT SOMETHING TO LOOK AT?! LOOK AT MY FIST!" She then threw a punch that Blossom blocked but none the less took her gaze off her target.

'Can't see him... Don't move eyes. Intercepting me changes her angular velocity.' Blossom moved out of the way of Bell's punch with her left-hand grazing across the latter's arm, her expression not changing, 'Block to push aside, exploit angular velocity. Doesn't realize the machine will change if a part is removed... So, prepare to shift block for grip.'

Suddenly, all the lights in the room shut off, engulfing it in darkness with the sound of everything shutting down being loudly audible. "Huh?" Bell yelped in confusion, not noticing Blossom grabbing her wrist while she couldn't see.

'Darkness. Optimal.' She thought as she planned out her attack. 'She can't see- Use grip for full toss, slam her onto the ground. In her shock, she'll be confused, bewildered, and most of all, focus on her 'Girly.''

Blossom, using the darkness to her advantage, used both hands to swing Bell off her feet and slammed her onto the ground. Bell winced at the impact before Blossom did the next part of her plan. 'Apply pressure to her neck; keep her dizzy. Retreat after confirming shot successful... She will be angry...' She firmly planted her foot on Bell's neck and collarbone, pinning her down while she vehemently struggled against Blossom's grip.

"N-NO!" Bell coughed out from the combination of the wind being knocked out of her and the dust in her throat that got in when she hit the floor, desperately yelling out to her beloved robot, "GIRLY!" She coughed again, begging Blossom not to destroy him, "B-BLOSSOM, PLEASE NO!"

"Bell, you weren't paying attention." The pink Transhuman said calmly as she locked her gaze to where GIR should be.

"BATTERY CORE REMOVED. SWITCHING TO BACK UP POWER." The system blared as the lights came back on, revealing GIR who was singing Tik-Tok by Ke$ha to himself as his robotic claw set down the battery core and then began loading the Powerglass into the core compartment.

Bell immediately realized what she was doing, struggling harder against her holder, swinging her legs so rapidly that they appeared as white blurs while screaming out in panic for her little GIR, "NO-NO-NO-NO-NO!"

"Bell, I'm sorry for making you this upset. I really am." Blossom remained calm and composed as she charged her eye beams with energy crackling out the sides of her eyes, "But I can't let that bomb go off!"

Blossom lets her eye beams fly as Bell could only watch on as tears leaked out of her eyes, only able to let out a small, "No."

They closed the gap and rocket towards GIR ever so closely as he loads the bomb into the main powerline connected to the core... before they instead severed the powerline itself just when he locked the bomb filled compartment back in place.

The room was re-flooded with darkness and the accompanying SHOOM as Blossom's glowing eyes bristled with smoke and Bell's were still wet with tears. "It is done." Was her only statement as she kept Bell pinned to the floor.

Global Defense Force Hanger: Passageway

Back with everyone else as they secured the scientists and civilians, all lights in the passageway and aboveground abruptly shut down with a loud SHOOOM, flooding the building in darkness.

"What now?!" Olga yelled incredulously into the darkness.

"A POWER OUTAGE?!" Professor Utonium yelled in absolute confusion, feeling over the security gate for answers, "There are redundant systems in the triplicate! You don't think..." He trailed off in thought.

"The generator! At the base of the comm tower!" Membrane realized, snapped his fingers in a eureka moment in his head.

Utonium shook his head, "It couldn't have just stopped; We're not dead."

"We don't have time to open this door manually!" Nora nearly pulled her hair off.

"Not without a serious amount of muscle." Utonium concluded as he tried to keep his cool.

Olga then looked to Dexter, hoping he had something that could help, "Dexter, do you have anything that-"

"No."

Communication Tower: Generator Room

WARNING! PRIMARY COMMUNICATION CABLE DISABLED. WARNING! CONNECTION TO THE PRIMARY AND BACK-UP POWER DISABLED. The computer controlling the generator room announced as GIR looked at the now severed cable while the two lines crackled with electricity. EMERGENCY POWER ACTIVATED. TERTIARY GENERATOR ONLINE.

As the system announced that statement, the power came back on. Seizing the opportunity, Bell brought her legs up and slammed her feet into Blossom's arms, who blocked it but the movement broke the pin on her. Flipping to her feet, she tearfully scrambled towards GIR, who seemed nonplussed by the lack of any reaction.

"Hi! It doesn't work! Sad face." The small robot said, not knowing that he was as Bell pulled him into a huge bear hug.

"When I say I'm sorry I had to do that, you understand what I meant." Blossom said to her whitehaired opponent, she really didn't like to be mean to others even if they were the bad guys. Bell didn't answer as she cried while hugging a very confused GIR.

Blossom's expression softened, trying to tell her again, "...Bell?"

The girl then tearfully glared at the pink Powerpuff while still holding onto GIR, an aura of rage and hate seemingly spewing from her eyes.

"Oh! SCARYFACE!" GIR yells out as Bell lets him go and wipes her tears away while he tried to cheer her up, "Grey skies are gonna clear up! Put on a happy face!"

"Not right now, Girly." She replied to her robotic pet in a completely serious tone as she cleared her tears and calmed herself down.

"Oo! War face?"

"Sure, Girly. Let's see your war face." Bell says as she takes her headband off, letting her hair loose before putting it on the SIR Unit. Suddenly, GIR's expression stiffened and became blank as his optics turned deep red and a deep and monotone voice came out in place of his normally high-pitched and zany one.

"REACTIVE THREAT-RESPONSE MODE ACTIVATED. OBJECTIVE: DEFEND BELL." The words blared from GIR in a robotic tone as Bell gets up from the floor and turned to the still composed Blossom, whom

"You know we don't have time to do this." Blossom started, despite knowing full well that Bell wasn't going to back down now that she threatened GIR.

"No, we don't." The whitehaired Transhuman replied calmly, her hair unkept and wild from the lack of her hairband, her bangs nearly reaching her thighs due to how long it was.

"But you don't care because you were still afraid for him." Blossom assessed her opponent, waiting for her to make a move.

"Great detective work, sherlock." Bell snarked at her, but there was no humor in her voice now as her bangs hid her right eye, but her left eye conveyed all the emotions needed.

"HOSTILE IDENTIFIED." GIR announced, his expression still blank and his voice with no emotion.

"Good job, Girly." Bell thanks her pet calmly before cracking her knuckles, glaring murderously at Blossom, "LET ME GO FIRST."

Communications Tower: Inner Hull

Samantha screamed as she slammed into each of the inert data conduits before falling to the untorn part of the ceiling of the generator room with a loud wham and a small "Ow..." The synthetic skin on the right side of her face was gone along with the right side of her hair and bangs, revealing the robotic face and skull for all to see with the synthetic blood leaking from the tears and staining the floor she was laying and on her face.

She shook her head and glared at Buttercup, who was descending down after her, "Flesh is... a weakness. Don't you see it? The sentiment... It destroys you. I got out. I escaped. Fixed the mistake..."

The cyborg began to shift in appearance; the clothing and skin tore way, pseudopods of metal burst from her sides, the plates of the unveiled right side pushed outwards as a section glowed akin to a third eye, a small horn-like protuberance appeared by her temple, and the metal teeth extended and sharpened to gnashing fangs.

"...And either me or some other piece of the machine will fix yours." Samantha continued, standing up as her body finished changing, "Eventually, you'll lose... So, why don't you just DIE?!"

Buttercup just floated down towards her, expression serious and arms crossed, glaring down at the freak of nature, "Same reason as you, I guess. Too stubborn." She then unfolded her arms, ready to pummel Samantha to dust, "Come on. Get up. Let's see if you're the one who's going to fix my 'mistake.'"

Suddenly, a metal fist sucker-punched Buttercup, hitting the right side of her face. Shaking her head to shake off the dizziness and pain, she saw the fist fly down and reconnected to Samantha's right wrist, with Sensei's katana wrapped in one of the metal tendrils.

Samantha laughed sadistically at Buttercup's pain, growling out, "DIDN'T SEE THAT COMING, DID YOU?! YOU'LL BE SORRY-"

Communication Tower: Generator Room

"-YOU EVER GOT IN OUR WAY!"

Bell unknowingly finished for Samantha, her arms raised with white flaring orbs of energy forming around her palms, lightning running down her arms while her hair bristling in the wind from all the power she was exerting.

Blossom had a worried face as winds blows from the force of the energy being gathered, her whitehaired opponent then put her arms together, combining the orbs into a single massive orb. She analyzed out loud to herself in a quiet voice, "She's drawing in energy... Very quickly... Too quickly..."

"What's wrong, Blossom?" Bell growled at the pink Powerpuff, the orb's power intensifying even more as she kept pouring more energy into her attack, "You look scared..."

Communication Tower: Inner Hull

Buttercup left-hooked Samantha across the face, who was sent flying down as she hissed in pain. Her metal frame tanked the impact, but she was still sent down to the floor.

The green Powerpuff yelled as she punched Samantha across the face, "BAM! That's for the sucker punch, ugly!" A slight black eye and scratches around her face were evidence of that.

Communication Tower: Generator Room

"Goodbye!" Bell shouted as she left the energy fly as a Kamehameha wave at Blossom, practically blinding any ordinary person would they have been in the generator room.

'High impact, but slow angular velocity...' Blossom mentally calculated as she prepared for her next move against Bell, 'Too hot to block it... Gotta move out of the way- Huh?' Her mental planning was thoroughly interrupted by an unforeseen object. It was GIR, optics still red and face still blank, rocketing ahead of the beam as it sore towards her.

"High impact. Slow angular velocity. Adjusting..." The robot calculated as he suddenly stopped in a crouching position before his head opened up and a disco ball emerged as the beam approached, "Calculating new approach vectors."

The beam hit the disco ball, illuminating it.

"Charging." GIR says as the disco ball charged up with Bell's energy beam, "Firing pattern name: Disco Inferno."

The ball then fired 10 orbs of blue flaming energy, while travelling in every direction in a curved fashion, rocketed towards the pink Powerpuff, who looked slightly panicked.

'First, dash ahead- No, wait...' Blossom tried to calculate how to respond to this new attack, but given the small window of time and the multi-directional pattern of the attack, her emotional side was overriding her logical side, 'Move back, then... But- No, first, I have to go- if I went around there-and- and- and-!' She couldn't figure out what to do and the orbs were a few feet away, closing in fast. 'I can't dodge them all! Gotta BLOCK!"

With a feral scream, Blossom punched every one of the orbs out of her way so fast and hard that her arms appeared to multiply in the fours as blurs.

Communication Tower: Inner Hull

Samantha grinned as she leaped away from a downward punch from Buttercup. "Didn't your dad teach you anything? It's what's inside that counts!" She taunted as a four-pronged bolas was produced from her hand before she threw it at Buttercup.

"What the-" The black-haired Transhuman yelped as the bola wrapped around her calves, restricting the movements of her legs.

"Confused?" Samantha grinned, as two mechanical spiked tendrils grew out of her back with the tips pointed towards her opponent, "Just hold still... and I'll show you!" The spiked tips of the tendrils then fired towards Buttercup, revealing that they were connected to black chains that quickly wrapped tightly around her wrists, restraining her hands. Buttercup struggled as she tried freeing her hands and feet of the chains while Samantha used this to force her down to ground level.

"You're just making this harder..." Buttercup tried to say but was cut off when Samantha's left arm shifted into a laser cannon, that was currently pointing at her mid-section "...on yourself."

"Funny." The gynoid grinned sadistically, as the cannon charged up to blast her to smithereens.

Suddenly, the metal floor by Samantha dented upwards with a loud clang. Both girls looked at the dent, confused by its sudden formation before 4 more dents formed with each following a loud clang, afterward 3 energy balls flew out of the tear in the core's entryway.

"That doesn't sound good for your buddy." Buttercup said as she used this opportunity to struggle against the chains wrapped around her wrists and ankles. They could only take so much before they'd break.

Samantha struggled back as she tried to rein in her captive from escaping her grasp, "Optimistic of you. Just... Hold... Still!" She then recognized the white energy spewing out of the tear in the floor and shouted out for her partner in the generator room, "BELL?!"

Buttercup gulped nervously at the and tried to tell Samantha before something happened, "You'd better hurry up and shoot, before-" Suddenly, 3 energy balls burst up from the floors around them, flying upwards through the tower, "That happens. Uh-oh."

The gynoid growled in anger at the interruption, "That little brat... is making everything so difficult..." Before she could finish, an energy ball broke through the floor, destroying her left arm and the laser cannon while also severing the chains from her tendrils.

"FUCK!" Samantha screeched in pain as her left arm was severed at the elbow, the cybernetics smothered and sparking from the searing heat of the energy ball.

Buttercup cringed almost in sympathy at the injury, "Ouch. I bet that stings." While Samantha still reeled from the pain, Buttercup saw that the chains connected to her arms were severed from the gynoid and immediately took advantage of it. "I know that hurts, but hey, tell me: How much does this sting?"

The green Powerpuff then backflips, causing the chained balls around her legs to go slamming upside her opponent's head, who was send backwards. Buttercup landed on her hands, causing the chains to sag away though they came off as she shifted to a sitting position and started to pull them off, only to find markings in the shape of chains had been set into the skin of her wrists.

After she was finished with the chains on her arms, Buttercup started ripping off the bolas from her legs, "Ow! Chains. Seriously, who uses chains?!" She quickly got up after breaking the last chain, popping her joints and shaking off the pain from the chains' tightness.

"B-Bell..." Buttercup heard Blossom's voice from the generator room, sounding soft and pained, "I wasn't going to... hurt Girly." The black-haired Transhuman quickly turned her sight to the inside of the core through the large tear in the entrance, where her sister laid on the floor in pain, her hands were severe burned with steam rising.

"Blossom?" Buttercup asked no one as she stared down the hole in the core room's ceiling, only to notice something bad was about to happen to her sister, "Blossom! Oh, no..."

Communication Tower: Generator Room

The red haired Powerpuff laid on the floor, whimpering and gritting her teeth in pain from her burnt and smoldering hands. While she knew this would happen and she couldn't think of any other maneuver to survive the attack, it still felt like she dipped her hands in the sun.

"H-How can you be so mad at me, Bell?" Blossom whimpered as she tried and failed to block out the pain in her hands, "You... You were going to blow everything up... You and Girly are a part of everyone!"

The white Powerpuff in question has a calm yet angry face as she sprinted towards Blossom, "Oh, is that what we were doing?! Maybe you aren't that smart after all, you little worm!"

"PREPARING POST-TERMINATION DISPOSAL PROTOCOLS." GIR blared as he watched the scene unfold from the sidelines.

"Let me tell you what's so great about this, Blossom." Bell starts talking as she leaps high into the air. "You don't just get to fail to take this friend from me. You don't just get to feel helpless, just like I did. Your family gets to feel how I felt when Susan died!" The white Powerpuff then vertically spins as she prepares her attack, then prepared an axe kick as she dived towards her fallen opponent.

Blossom only whimpered, with wide and fearful eyes staring at the oncoming axe kick, "I'm sorry, Bell."

"Not yet you're not." Bell replied, trying to hide her sorrow at Susan's death and failing.

"You just sound so sad." Blossom only said to her in sympathy, feeling sorry for what happened to Mandark. Suddenly, Buttercup appeared in front of Blossom, causing the downed Powerpuff to yell her name as she blocked Bell's kick with both her arms, causing the room to shake from the impact.

"I don't think so, Snowball." She quipped, though the impact caused her right foot to slip, and her left foot managed to stay but her left knee bent down.

"GET OUT OF MY WAY OR I'LL DO IT SLOWLY." Bell growled out, not having the patience for this interruption.

Buttercup wouldn't budge from her spot with the look in her eyes, daring Bell to do something, "Go ahead. I'm in no hurry."

"HAVE IT YOUR WAY." Bell spun around as her right leg collided with the left side of Buttercup's face. The blow seemed to shake the room and a chunk of blood spritzed from her left temple, but Buttercup did not even flinch.

"BUTTERCUP!" Blossom screamed in horror for her sister.

"What's the big deal, Blossom?" Buttercup asked still very calm despite the blow to the head and blood streaming down the left side of her face, surprising her sister immensely, "I'm still waiting for your little friend to stop trying to scare me and actually scare me."

"YOU WANT SCARY?!" Bell screamed at Buttercup as she raised her fist for a strike while imbuing it with white energy, "I'LL-" The whitehaired Transhuman was cut off when Buttercup performed an open palm strike on her torso, sending her flying and crashing into the wall on the opposite side of the room, yelling in pain at the impact as GIR dashed over to help her.

The green Powerpuff simply popped her shoulders before quipping, "Yeah, scary'd be okay, I guess. But you can't always get what you want, right, Blossom? Like, unburned hands."

"Thanks, Buttercup but-" Blossom said as her sister helped her up but was interrupted from whatever she was going to say.

"But?" Buttercup asked incredulously, motioning to her sister's burnt hands, "But nothing, Blossom. That was serious!"

"I know, but... she was just scared for her little robot." Blossom tried to explain her opponent's reasons, but it wasn't enough to convince her sister

"She's not Bubbles; Okay, Blossom? And if you think that she was scared..." Buttercup reminded her that while Bell was indeed scared for GIR, she was still their enemy for the moment and enemies had to be dealt with.

Blossom looked hesitant but relented as she couldn't find any counterpoints for her sister's argument, "You're right. You're right. I'm really sorry."

"Uh, forget about it." Buttercup waved it off, before looking around the room for Blossom's big red bow, "Where'd your bow go? Oh, here it is!" She picked it up near her feet

"...What does it matter?" Blossom asked, before her eyes shrunk in realization, but it was too last as Buttercup then used the bow to tie Blossom's hair, much to her protest, into... what I can only describe as a crude ponytail. *

"A-A-And there!" Buttercup said she gave a smile and thumbs up at Blossom's new look, "Can't be Bossy-Blossy without that big ol' bow!"

Blossom had a completely unamused expression, but let it go as they had bigger fish to fry "...I love you too, Buttercup. Can we wrap up your head now? I think that's a little more important." She then slightly examined the injury on her sister's head, who didn't react to the examination, "It doesn't look too bad, but I need you to hold still while I-" The pain in her hands flared up causing her to yelp.

"While I wrap up your hands." Buttercup finished for her, taking her blistered hands into her own, making Blossom yelp again. "Yeah, see? You first, boss girl. Lucky I'm not in a dress today, huh?" She says in a casual tone as she ripped some fabric off from her pants to use as makeshift bandages for Blossom's burnt hands, revealing her tall socks.

As she wrapped the beige cloth around her sister's hands, Blossom had a blank expression adorning her face, lost in thought or feeling as an odd feeling came over her. It was hard to describe but it felt like something from beyond was watching her, one presence was one of light, but others were darker and more insidious. One felt angry, another felt intrigue, another felt despair, and another felt pleasure. More were present but they were emotions that she could not make out.

Buttercup had a concerned expression at her sister's blank expression, "...Blossom? You, okay?"

Blossom didn't respond, only continuing to stare blankly ahead despite her sister's efforts. The presences felt stronger, as if they were facing a game of chess being played and what they were doing now was the game.

"...Am I doing it wrong? Does it hurt too much?" Buttercup tried to pry into her before waving her left hand in front of Blossom's face when she still didn't respond to her inquiries, "Hello? Hello-o-o-o?"

"Huh?" That seemed to snap Blossom out of it as she blinked in confusion, before it realized what was happening, shaking her head and saying in an embarrassed tone, "Oh! Sorry!"

"What's up with you? It was me that got hit in the head. Didn't even bother me." Buttercup questioned her about how weird she's been behaving today, then again it wasn't like she was the only one put through the wringer today.

"I'm okay. I- Buttercup, thanks for coming after me-" Blossom replied, waving off that experience as one due to stress, and then pre-emptively said before her sister did, "I know! You said forget about it."

"Heh. You think I was gonna let a good fight pass by?" Buttercup laughed out loud before she yelled in her usual eagerness for a fight, "AW HELL NAW!"

"Don't curse." Blossom scolded her sister for cursing before the pain reached a tolerable level for her to use her hands, "Okay my hands are good. Turn your head to me."

"Sure. Sure." The green Powerpuff did as she was told, letting her sister examine the head wound on her, "But hey, you gotta admit, the blood is cool, isn't it?"

"No." Blossom replied bluntly, making Buttercup scoff and roll her eyes. Typical sisters.

"PHYSICAL DAMAGE: MINIMAL." GIR analyzed as he helped Bell up from the wall she crashed into, who was glaring at the two Powerpuffs murderously. The impact had practically caved the wall in, Bell was only able to survive because of her invulnerability.

"...They're dead." Bell proclaimed, expression and voice calm but blistering and seething with cold fury.

"EMOTIONAL DAMAGE: SUBSTANTIAL."

"Alright my turn." Blossom tore a piece of her vest off to make something to stop the bleeding on Buttercup's head wound, "I did wear a skirt, so your tourniquet-"

"-Is all you-colored regardless." Buttercup interrupted in a blunt if joking tone as her vest was still burgundy like her skirt.

"You got to lecture me. You know I lecture better than you do. You're not inviting me, are you? Not when you're one up on me."

"When you put it like that, I could swap you! Pants for skirt."

"Thanks, but no." Blossom declined her offer bluntly before she wrapped the torn strip of cloth from her vest around her sister's head, "I'm making it a headband, so it even still looks tough. ...There." She finished wrapping the pseudo headband around her head. "The bleeding's stopped. Just let me tighten it a little more."

Buttercup's eyes then pinpricks as she stared at something, "...We don't have a lot of time here, Bloss. We made them really angry."

Blossom shrugged, not concerned about their opponents at the moment, "We did, but I cut the power. They've already failed. Maybe we do have some time. Maybe they've retreated or are at least regrouping."

"Uh, Blossom?" The black-haired Transhuman said nervously as she gazed up at the ceiling, "Normally, I like it when you're wrong. But... we made them really, really angry."

"So... What, they're just out for blood now? Great."

"Well..." She laughed nervously, "They did get a little..."

What was Buttercup so nervous about? Well, Samantha was currently watching them through the tear in the ceiling, undergoing another change in her frame.

"Implying you believe your sister," The gynoid said as she jumped down to the floor from the opening, before her voice changed to a mechanical purr, "Because you're right. Adorable."

Blossom slowly turned towards the enemy, barely suppressing a gasp when she saw the full extent of her changes.

A second glowing red eye completed its formation over the original right eye, which was forced down to the cheek area, short fang-like protuberances were formed at the edges of her eyes, her metal fangs grew thicker and more animalistic, and small insectoid mandibles formed at the side of her face. Her severed left arm was replaced with a metallic segmented tentacle while a smaller tendril rested below it, the skin over her forehead shredded away revealing a glowing red diamond with four dots on the edges, the clothing and skin around her left leg was gone, revealing a metallic raptor like leg with three blades on the outer thigh.

Sweat raced down Blossom's face but she swallowed her fear."...The power connection is severed." She started, "And anything running that level of particle acceleration needs sufficiently intricate circuitry pathways to maintain any output."

"Listen to you, sounding like that little boyfriend of yours." Samantha mocks her, making Blossom fight down a blush, before her voice changed to that creepy metallic purr, "You learn quick. Adorable!" Drool slithered down her mouth as she continued, "So clever... But you're forgetting that we have a machine with that level of sophistication."

"Machine, Sam?" Bell said rhetorically, making Buttercup turn to her as she dusted herself off, not liking what her partner was implying, "Don't you mean machines? I see a lot of parts around here." She pointed around the various broken mechanical parts that were laying around due to the damaged the fight has caused to the building and the machinery in the room.

"ANALYZING STRUCTURAL DISPARTIES..." GIR proclaimed as his systems scanned the room for spare parts to repair the main powerline, so it could charge the Powerglass and activate it.

"...They can still set off the bomb?" Buttercup whispered to her sister, "What do we do?"

Blossom smirked, knowing Buttercup would approve of this kind of plan, "You'll like this."

"Plan?"

"Muscle."

Buttercup grinned in eagerness, "Plan!"

The two sisters turned to and then charged at their opponents: Blossom against Samantha and Buttercup against Bell and GIR.

"GO!" Blossom gave the word for their plan before she charged directly at Samantha

"Hey, snowdrop! Let's dance!"

"This do not matter." Samantha said as she swung Jack's sword at Blossom, who jumped out of the way of the swing.

"I don't know what you are," The pink Powerpuff said, moving through the air like a soaring eagle, "Or what you think you know-"

The Cluster borg growled and cut her opponent off with another swing when she got close enough, which was met with another dodge, "I do not matter."

"-About any of us, or my sister, or how she fights." Blossom says as she jumps over yet another swing, "I do know something you don't." She turned around in midair before Eagle striking her dress shoe covered foot into the right side of Samantha's face, making her yell out in pain. "I'm not my sister!"

Samantha reeled from the strike before she turned back to Blossom and growled, begrudgingly impressed by her fighting style, "Actual tactics. No. You are not."

"Let's see how tough you are!" Buttercup challenged Bell, who was grinning at that chance for something. But then as Bell threw two punches, Buttercup caught both of her fists, the shockwave of the act causing the air around them to go into a lashing motion.

Bell laughed arrogantly before noticing her opponent had her hands locked in place, "Huh?"

"ALLEYOOP!" The green Powerpuff yelled before she threw a surprised Bell off her feet and into the air while still holding on, suspending the white Powerpuff in mid-air despite her struggles.

Bell yelled to GIR, who was nearby and witnessing the whole thing, "GIRLY, DO SOMETHING!"

"UNACCEPTABLE DEFENSIBLE POSITION." GIR said as his head opened to reveal a slingshot with a purple spiked ball that was then pulled back by another robotic claw.

"ELIMINATING."

The moment he launched the spiked ball, Buttercup countered as she charged up her eye beams, "No thanks." Not even when the projectile was launched halfway towards her, Buttercup's eye beams destroyed it almost immediately, sending purple smoke everywhere.

"MINIMAL DAMAGE."

"Uh, no damage." She retorted to the SIR unit, who didn't respond to her quip much to her annoyance.

"PUT ME DOWN!" Bell screamed at her adversary which reminded Buttercup that she was suspended in the air by her arms.

Buttercup shrugged, agreeing to her demands, "Why not?" She let go of her arms, letting her fall for a second before she then grabbed Bell by the waist and held her upside down. Bell's eyes shrunk in fear, immediately realizing her mistake.

"Wait!" She tried to say but then her adversary jumped into the air and-

"WHAM!" Buttercup yelled as she piledrives Bell into the floor hard, making her yell in pain from the landing. While the white Powerpuff groaned in pain with stars circling her head before falling unconscious, her opponent just shrugged, "Hey, don't get mad at me. You asked for it!"

?

As this event was all unfolding, in the spaces between the material and the immaterial, stood three higher beings watching the events that we are watching and reading.

One was what appeared to be a 12-year-old boy. His eyes silver, similar to Bell's. He has long black hair, tied up with a red band, into a ponytail. A bang of his black hair covers his right eye. He wore a Chinese-looking uniform, composed of a white shirt with long sleeves with a golden line on the right from the middle of his shirt with smaller golden clips over it and a cloth underneath it which covers most of the front of his leg, and reaches to his ankles, a red scarf as a belt, black baggy pants with black shoes.

One of the most remarkable things on his outfit are the golden shoulder plates that are in the shape of a dragon on his left shoulder while its tail is on the right shoulder. Underneath the one on his right shoulder was a red cloth.

This 'boy' is The Prime Woodland Naga Vicar of Resolution, Divinely Chosen Proselyte of the Great Azure Dragon and Heaven of the East. Or Naga for short, because nobody can saw that whole name before just giving up and calling him that.

Another was a 15-year-old girl with waist length blonde hair and radiant sapphire eyes, in an angelic-themed uniform with golden accents and patterns on the edges, two golden armbands on her upper arms with two golden rings on her wrists and ankles. But a sight familiar to those under the Emperor during the Great Crusade was bestowed upon her; two large pearl white wings protruding from her spine.

This girl is Deandra the Compassionate. Or 'Dee-Dee' as she was known before she died.

The third was the Grim Reaper. Not an entity that represents the Reaper, or a daemon disguising itself as him, this truly is the Reaper himself. A tall human skeleton, anomalously held together under a long black hooded robe with a red interior, while carrying a long scythe.

All of them simply stood in silence, watching the scene of the Powerpuffs duking it out with the white transhuman and the Cluster cyborg before Grim broke it.

"I don't even know why I'm here." He said to the two whom summoned him here, still wondering the reason as to why he was summoned here in the first place.

"Just wait for it." Naga said calmly to the Reaper, "You'll begin to see why we asked for you."

Communication Tower: Generator Room

Blossom high kicked Samantha in the chest, sending the latter back as she screeched, "CCCCCUUUURRSE YYOOOOUUUUU!"

"She makes a mistake." Deandra said to Grim, cryptically.

The Reaper looks at the angel, confused as to what she means, "'She?' Which we talking about? There be three-"

"Four." She interrupted abruptly.

That only seemed to make Grim even more confused but then it hit him, "...You be pulling me leg bones." He says in shock

"Everyone deserves a chance, Grim." Dee says compassionately.

He simply sighed, "You know, it weren't but few years ago when people were still right to say, 'Death waits for no one.'"

GIR's arm shifted into an arm cannon as he was in midair, charging it while aiming at Buttercup. "VENTING IONIC DISCHARGE PARTICLES."

A white-blue beam flared from the arm cannon, spearing towards the green Powerpuff. Buttercup barely had enough time to dodge as the beam pierced the floor, leaving a smoldering hole in its place. But that distracted her enough for GIR to roundhouse-kick her in the face.

"I have nothing but the highest respect for what your kind does, Reaper." Naga replies to the Reaper, as the job of them is more important than the jobs of most gods.

"I don't see how." Grim replied, still skeptical on what his presence was required for, "Me scythe finds you strange, and I know what that means."

"Then you know my business is extremely important."

"I'll accept that the Emperor be involved, but I'm not needing to like it a bit, Vicar of the Dragon."

"Please, Grim..." Deandra tried to reason with the Reaper, hoping to make him see the importance of his involvement, "Naga isn't trying to make things harder for you..."

She then looked up to the star-ridden dimension, the light of the stars transmuting the endless black into an absolutely beautiful blue, bathing her sight in its majesty as did her being when she was in the presence of the Emperor. These areas allowed her to gaze into the Warp. Yet in her native universe, the immaterium seemed so peaceful and tranquil, rippling and flowing like a calming ocean, not like what she had seen from the work of the War in Heaven and the Fall of the Eldar.

"He just wants what I want. What you want."

Reeling back from that kick, Buttercup turned to see GIR jump into the air again with his arm cannon ready. She almost screaming in frustration as she raised her fists again, "WHAT NOW?!"

"OBSCURATION PATTERN: SMOKEY WHIFFLE." He pronounced as a small purple bomb with sealed holes appeared in the barrel. He fired, revealing three more of the bombs that landed harmlessly at Buttercup's feet. Before she could mock GIR about it, the holes opened as purple smoke issued from the bombs.

"Forgive me if I be a bit cynical." Grim expressed his feelings about this whole situation.

"Super-sorry, Grim!" Dee apologized sincerely, holding her hands to her waist.

"If you feel you're being forced, I do apologize." Naga agreed the angel, "Normally, I wouldn't be important enough to even speak with you. However, when I said this could put you out of a job, you know I am telling the truth."

"Well..." The Reaper sighed, at least thankful that they're not forcing anything on him, "Eh. Ain't forcing me no more than any other pushy celestials. At least..."

He trailed off in thought, making Naga asked him, "...Yes?"

Grim sighed again, rubbing his temples with his bony fingers, "At least you two have the decency to apologize."

Dee asked the reaper kindly, "Does that mean... you will?"

"I be willing to..." The Reaper pauses before forcing it out, "...see if it's true in the first place."

"Thank you so much!" The angel says happily, smiling brightly.

"Hold it!" Grim raises his hand to Dee, before turning to Naga to explain his compliance on one condition, "You listen here: I still don't be seeing it. When this 'mistake' happens, if I don't feel the war of the soul, I won't be waiting around."

Naga nodded, feeling that this arrangement is understandable, "Understood."

"There already be too many souls in equilibrium that need attending." Grim finished. Let it never be said that the job of the Grim Reaper was an easy one.

"Your help and patience is greatly appreciated, Grim." The boy then noticed something, putting a hand to his chin in thought. "...Hm. I think it's coming soon."

Buttercup coughed harshly as the smoke flooded the room and got into her lungs, forcing her to her knees. The sound from all her coughing and wheezing caught the attention of her sister and Samantha.

Suddenly, Samantha's mouth grew wide, her metal fangs slathered with drool, and the remaining human eye on her face became a serpentine slit as she abruptly let out a massive, demented cackle.

"Just what makes her so important, anyway?" The Reaper asked, curious on why they needed that specific person for their plans, "What part do a death play in saving lives?"

Dee flinched, uncomfortable with how much such a thing is done in the Imperium by the Inquisition. While she knows there is no other way and a lot of the Imperium runs on necessary evils, saying it's either one life or billions, they were still lives.

If Naga was uncomfortable with that fact as well, he didn't show it, "There are secrets that could be lost in the trauma of death. We need to go as deep as possible."

"She needs someone skilled, Grim." The angel says cheerily, "That's you!"

"Ho ho ho..." Grim grinned slightly at the praise, twirling his scythe around in an attempt to look cool, "I do be cutting a clean sweep when I reap. Pull the wheat right from the chaff!"

"Very soon now. Still struggling to work out how exactly it happens." Naga says a hand still to his chin, still in thought, "Just think. At first, it must have been such a small problem."

Blossom utterly befuddled by the gynoid's maniacal laugh only utter a small "...Wha?" in response before the latter broke into a sprint towards her sister.

"KILL! KILL! KILL! Look carefully, I'm crazy!" Samantha continues to laugh madly as races towards Buttercup, Jack's katana raised in her hand, "Look, Blossom, Look!"

Her heart almost stopped when she realized what the gynoid was attempting, "BUTTERCUP!" Buttercup couldn't see what was going on because of all the smoke, barely able to manage out a "Huh?" from all her coughing and wheezing.

"Yeah, Buttercup!" Samantha yells as she lunged towards her target, the katana ready to shred Buttercup into ribbons.

Blossom furiously raced behind, stamping down the soles of her shoes into the floor in her mad sprint as she tried to intercept the gynoid, "Behind you!"

Samantha laughs insanely, flying towards the green Powerpuff with the sword poised to strike, "Watch me kill your sister!"

The redhaired Transhuman dove into the smoke after the Cluster gynoid, covering her mouth with her right arm, "NO!"

"BUTTERCUP!" "OW!" "I'LL GET YOU!" "BLOSSOM!" "CURSES!" All shouts came from the smoke cloud as GIR watch after giving the unconscious Bell a gasmask to prevent the smoke's affects from spreading to her, given that she was already vulnerable in this state.

"SCANNING..." The little robot uttered out as he observed the ongoings of the three fighting in the smoke via his optical scanners, "OBSCURATION SCATTER COMPLETE..."

After a few moments of fighting, Blossom was suddenly restrained by a large metal segmented tentacle with bright red lights in the spaces between coiling around her torso and left leg, restraining her arms to her sides while a blade places itself near her neck. "Ah! W-What the-!?" She squealed in fright, only to stop when she heard a laugh.

Samantha laughs an insane and sadistic laugh as the tentacle around Blossom coiled tighter around her, "Did you really think I was that damaged? I am Cluster!"

The latter struggled against her cybernetic captor's grip, "Let go!"

"No thank you." Samantha grins cruelly, immensely enjoying her captive's fear and struggling, "I'm busy wondering just what will I tell your little blue sister and tell her how I killed both of you!" The smoke began clearing as she moved forward with her captive. "What do you think? Was it Buttercup that killed you when you went to save her? Or is it your fault for dragging your sister to come die with you? Who's fault is it, Blossom?!"

She held the blade to Blossom's neck, who's breath stills at the object in question. Bell slowly regaining consciousness, sits up next to GIR, seeing Buttercup a few feet away from her and the parting purple smoke a few feet from the latter.

"N-No! Buttercup, help!" Blossom tried to yell out for help but only a squeak of fear came from her trembling lips.

"What's that?" Samantha purrs sadistically as she took in the fearful expression of her captive, "Do I hear a fearful betrayal? Or is it too hard to think straight, knowing you're going to die? Wonderful."

The mad cyborg laughed again as the smoke cleared, revealing the full sight. Samantha stood behind Blossom as her hostage taker, the former's metallic tentacle arm wrapped around the latter's torso and left leg, pinning her arms to her sides, and Jack's sword placed at the Chemical X-infused skin of her neck. Buttercup stares with widened eyes and Bell only looked on with a confused stare.

"What did I tell you, Buttercup? What did I say would happen?" The Cluster cyborg said, grinning at the Powerpuffs' fear for each other, "I love it when plans get back on track. Been waiting to slit a throat with this thing for a while now."

"Blossom... You..." Buttercup whispered in fright before she tried to glare intensely at Samantha, but only managed an uneasy and fearful stare, "YOU... YOU LET HER GO RIGHT NOW!"

"No thanks. The look on your face is too good." She replied as she took in the rapturous pleasure of having the annoyances in terror before she turned to Bell and snapped at her white haired teammate, "Bell! Do your fucking job!"

Bell glared at her teammate as well, her own voice slightly deepened due to the gasmask muttering and altering the sound due to its inner and outer ports, "I'm not going to-"

"YES, YOU ARE!" Samantha cut her off in a mad scream, coiling Blossom tighter in her grip much to the latter's dismay, "YOUR LITTLE FRIEND IS EXPENDABLE! DO IT. NOW!"

"No!" The white Powerpuff still adamantly refused, her care for GIR outweighing her care for the plan, "I'm not hurting Girly!"

"DO YOU REALLY HAVE TO BE SO DIFFICULT?! YOU INSUFFERABLE LITTLE-" Samantha bellowed at Bell's adamant refusal before she stopped herself, abruptly now unnaturally calm as she breathed in a deep breath and then continued on, "No. You know what? No. I'm not going to waste my good mood on you. I'm killing this little fool, then you will help me kill her sister."

A fearful combination of a draw of sharp breath and a gasp escaped from Blossom while Buttercup's eyes widened further, and Bell's glare hardened like ice.

Samantha continued calmly, her tone cold as artic ice, "If you don't, I'll kill your little 'Girly' myself! And you can bet I'll be sure to report your cowardice to your father. As I was saying..." The blade was moved closer to Blossom's throat, nearly cutting off the circulation.

"Oh, by the way Buttercup: If there's anything you wanna say to your sister... you've got three seconds." Samantha offered the green Powerpuff before she began her countdown to her captive's death, sadistically grinning as she did so.

Blossom almost cried at this predicament, looking to her sister with small tears spilling from her eyes, "B-Buttercup... I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"

"THREE..."

"Don't... Please..." Buttercup practically begged, sweat pouring down with small tears pricking from the corners of her pinprick eyes, only able to stare in terror at this precarious situation they were in, "Don't do this! Don't! Don't!"

"Keep begging." Samantha grin grew wider at their begs for mercy, for they will receive none in her triumph from fear, "It makes the next two seconds last! TWO!"

"STOP! STOP IT!" Buttercup actually begged, nearly on her knees as it was only a moment more before there was none left.

"ONE!"

Time stopped so suddenly, the hand holding blade to Blossom's throat twitched. All of Samantha's eyes narrowed and, in a moment, she uttered out in a tone of absolute mercilessness,

"ZERO."

Time sped up again, only to seem to flash as the blade slashed across Blossom's throat. The blade seemed to flash in the air with a loud clang, the wind blew around through the core room.

Buttercup's mind nearly went blank, all emotional flame extinguishing from her as she watched her sister go limb in Samantha's grasp.

"I told you." Samantha sneered out at the girl now void of a sister and the one in her tentacle's grasp, "I told you what would happen. The gist of it was that you and your sister would both die. Her first, it turns out."

"No... You..." Buttercup whispered before the flames of rage born infernos flared in her heart, "YOU..." She burst into a rage-filled sprint towards the Cluster cyborg, blind and burning for vengeance, "BLOSSOM... BLOSSOM... I'LL END YOU. DO YOU HEAR ME?!"

"Heard you. Disagree." Bell quickly followed behind the green Powerpuff, pulling off and discarding her white rebreather to GIR, who caught it in his small hands before he pocketed it.

"ATTACK PATTERN ASSISTANCE?" GIR inquired to his master, his systems already calculating new strategies to assure their victory.

"No, Girly. Stay back." She declined his assistance, steadily running behind her charging adversary, "She's alone, so now she's stupid- uh- stupider now."

In the cyborg's coiled tentacle, unheard to the two charging Transhumans, Blossom suddenly exhaled harshly, taking multiple deep and heavy breaths. Confused, her captor looked to her captive's neck only for her to be unveiled to a shocking sight. Samantha's brain went blank, her eyes widened and the pupil in her 'normal' eye shrunk to speck sized.

There was no wound. No blood, no torn jugular, not even any broken skin, but physically speaking, Blossom was perfectly fine.

Mentally speaking however, she was rather distressed.

"No reaper. No reaper. No reaper. Did not see Death." She whispered, her eyes practically dots from all the shock in the past event.

See what I mean?

Unknown to Samantha, the sword has a rule; the weapon can only harm those with darkness in their heart. And given how Blossom was only 11 or 12 years old and the fact that so far, she had not used her powers against the ill of others only for the safety of others, she was far from having enough blackness to be harmed by the sword.

Speaking of Samantha, the cluster cyborg looked on at her hostage with stupefied confusion at the sheer impossibility in front of her. She knows she did not miss her swing, nor did she have the incorrect edge of the blade at her throat, so what went wrong? Why wasn't she dead?!

"...What? You..." Samantha was barely able to form a coherent sentence then shouted, utterly flabbergasted, "YOU'RE ALIVE!? BUT IT CUT CLUSTER-GRADE DURANIUM! MONKEY BLEEDS FROM DURANIUM!"

Samantha's rambling from her incredulity over how a sword that could slice through a hyperalloy made for their troops and starships yet couldn't slice through her captive's throat was cut off when Buttercup tackled her hard to the ground, causing her to drop the sword to the floor.

"Deathly Double- Huh?" Bell yelled only to fly over the two as the green Powerpuff slammed the Cluster cyborg and her sister, still wrapped in the cyborg's tentacle, into the tile floor.

"BRING MY SISTER BACK OR I'll KILL YOU!" Buttercup screamed at Samantha, her expression on tears of rage falling from her face.

The latter, her mind still reeling from the impossibility of the blade, only responded, "BUT... HOW?! HOW?!"

"YOU CAN'T, YOU DIE!" Buttercup roared; no mercy left in her soul for the bio-organic abomination in her hands.

Blossom was winded from the landing, only able to whimper to her enraged and deluded sister, "Buttercup..."

Bell skidded to a halt on all fours where she landed with the sword landing next to her, glaring at the two while they were in their struggle, "I'm not through with you. Either of you."

"BUT HOW?!" Samantha yelled, still unable to understand the results of her attempt on Blossom's life, "YOU SAW IT CUT THROUGH-"

She was cut off when Buttercup strangled her with one hand and the other hand raised to reduce her skull into dust, "HOW?! I'M GOING TO CUT THROUGH YOU WITH MY FUCKING FISTS! THAT'S HOW!"

The green Powerpuff then rammed her fists into the Cluster cyborg's skull with the force of asteroids reaching terminal velocity. Each punch denting her skull and breaking off her fangs, sending blood flying into the air and her head into the floors. By some miracle and thanks to the Cluster bot's ability to self-repair to an extent, she wasn't reduced to pulp from Buttercup's bloodied hands.

"HOW-!?" Samantha was still reeling from the sword and Blossom's life, but cut off with another punch, "BUT-?!" Another punch landed across her face before she could even speak.

"SHADDUP!" Buttercup bellowed, nearly rupturing her vocal cords with the sheer force of her screams, before turning her rage overflowing gaze to an unfazed Bell, "ARE YOU WATCHING, FAKE-PUFF?! ARE YOU FUCKING WATCHING?!" Her gaze and voice then blazed with cold fury, "YOU'RE NEXT."

"Stop..."

Buttercup stopped dead, eyes wide and bloodied hand raised, tears flowing down her face. Her head turned slowly turning to where she heard the voice originated. It was Blossom, still coiled by Samantha's mechanical tentacle, looking as alive as one could be and slightly scared at her sister's actions, "Stop cursing, Buttercup..."

"B-Blossom?" She whispered, hoping this was real and not some hallucination created by grief.

"Don't..." Blossom said, hoping her sister will see reason, "Don't do this to yourself. Don't be what they are."

Bell, still on all fours, looked on at the two, confused as to why Blossom was still alive, 'Not dead? That doesn't make sense... Are we really that strong?' She pondered before Buttercup's insult then finally hit her, 'FAKE?!'

"GET OFF HER!" Buttercup screamed again as she grabbed the appendage and used her eye beams to slice the tentacle holding her sister in half, causing Samantha to yell out in pain.

'Sam's right... We've all seen it...' Bell analyzed as she stood up observing the events, recalling how Jack tore Commander Destruction apart with that sword, 'Cluster metal cut in half, way harder than skin...' A realization then hit her, 'Wait...'

Blossom tried to calm her sister's rage against the cyborg down on the floor, even as shrugged off the tentacle from her person, "Relax, Buttercup, she's-

"DON'T YOU DARE TELL ME SHE 'WASN'T WORTH IT!'" Buttercup cut her off in a yell as she threw Samantha across the room, who screamed before she landed face first next to GIR.

As she slammed into the floor next to him, the robot insensitively recommended to her while not reacting to her plight, "INADVISABLE LANDING STRATEGY."

"SHE WAS WORTH IT!" Buttercup nearly cried before she could barely form coherent words as tears of unfathomable relief streamed down her face, "I- She- She- Your neck- Sensei's sword-"

"Hey, hey. Look!" Blossom put her hands on her sister's shoulders to calm her down, "I'm okay. I'm fine. We're fine. You're fine."

That did it. The floodgates broke as Buttercup embraced her sister so hard that any other person would have been crushed into pulp, crying hysterically into her shoulder for a short moment before slowly calming down enough to form sentences.

"Blossom... Don't... d-don't ever do that a-again..." She whimpered out before shouting, "EVER. YOU GOT THAT?!"

The red-haired Powerpuff smirked at her sister's attempt to sound tough, despite it was obvious about how soft she was on the inside, "I got it."

All while this ended, Samantha got to her knees and dusted herself off. Her tentacle arm regenerated to an extent while her remaining teeth straightened and the dents in her skull were undone as the rest of the damage that could be repaired did so. She turned to the Powerpuffs with Blossom and Buttercup still hugging while glaring at those in their sight and Bell who stared back at all of them, stone-faced.

"Getting tired of this farce. Stopped at every turn." She growled out in barely lidded annoyance, "By the improbable. The unthinkable. No more. We can end this, can't we 'Girly?'"

"CONFIRM."

"I won't even question the sword."

She said, calming her nonexistent nerves and letting go of the sword's anomalous property before turning to GIR, who was standing completely still next to her, "I'm going to question you, Girly. You're an Irken SIR unit, aren't you?"

"CONFIRM."

"Organics love to enslave machines. Did the Irkens, or does maybe that hairband, convey to you certain 'Laws of Robotics?'"

"CONFIRM."

"So, if Bell was threatened, would you prevent any harm to her, even at the detriment of yourself?"

"CONFIRM."

She grinned as Bell's serious gaze suddenly hardened as slivers of angry leaked out into her expression, "Could an Irken SIR unit like you regulate the massive electrical surge required to trigger the bomb?"

"CONFIRM."

Samantha's grin grew into a gaunt and sinister sneer, her tentacle arm swarthy stroking the SIR unit's head almost affectionately, him still not reacting, with her eyes narrowed at the still serious looking Bell.

"Impressive! Oh, but that would fry your circuit, wouldn't it?"

"CONFIRM."

"Thank you very much, GIR. That's all." Samantha's mockery of a smile grew ever so larger.

Bell's expression then distorted into a serene yet angry expression. Her hand twitched while the air seemed to grow heavy, seeming less like air and more like a tar-like sludge that's clear as water. Such a feeling blitzed through Blossom as her eyes went wide and her hand gripped her sister's whit beater. Sweat poured down her forehead and her pupils shrunk as she started shaking due to what her mind reeled from something.

Buttercup noticed her sister's distress, "Blossom?"

"Oh, no..." Blossom whispered, worry written on her face as sights not from now flooded her head, "Why now? Why now? I can see... But..."

"Huh? What's wrong? You're shaking!"

Blossom was gripping Buttercup's shirt as the sights kept coming in to where she was "I don't know, Buttercup. I don't know what to do."

"Nothing's... Nothing's happening... Hey, don't worry! I won't let them-"

"That's not it! You... I... We, we have to... Jack's sword..."

"It didn't cut you."

"But how? I... see..."

"See what?"

"I can see us, Buttercup!" Blossom managed to get out to her sister, describe the best she could at what she was seeing in her emotional state, "I can see what's about to happen... But I see it twice. I see two different things! I can't decide!"

Her vision was of a sky-blue veil of mist blocking the background and everything else with faded mathematical equations of utmost complexity appearing over the dark blue misty background. The most damning part were two images of her and her sister, one still hugging and the other separating themselves as if dodging something.

"Well, pick one. If you're wrong, we'll just-" Buttercup tried to tell her sister to calm her down, but she cut her off.

"If I'm wrong?! Then the bomb goes off, and we're both dead!"

'She will protect 'Girly.' No matter what...' Blossom mentally analyzed at what was the best of each decision, 'And in the fastest way possible... Have to protect Buttercup... Have to protect myself... But the sword...'

It was then that she noticed Bell was holding Jack's sword in her right hand while she was in a throwing position.

'The sword... THE SWORD!'

Her emotions overwrote her logic, and she made a split-second decision in the precious moment that she could.

"SPLIT! NOW!"

Buttercup was barely able to get a squawk of confusion out as Blossom put her hand to her chest and pushed her away quicker than the eye could track, splitting the two apart as something speared through the air where they once stood, only for the black-haired sister to catch a glimpse of it.

It was Jack's sword.

The sisters dodged the sword's piercing wrath as it flew through the core room at immeasurable speeds, but what they didn't know was that they weren't what she was aiming at until they saw where it had struck.

The sword impaled Samantha through the chest. It pierced the sternum of her mechanical frame, barely missing her 'heart' and spine but piercing her back as the metal barely manages to cushion the impact while many 'vessels' burst, releasing 'blood' into her parts. Both of the sister's eyes went wide as they stared at the Cluster cyborg whose human eye did the same as Blossom and Buttercup, barely able to register the event that has unfolded.

"Oh, Bell, no..." Blossom whispered in fear as she took in what just happened.

"I don't get it... Why?" Buttercup said, confused over what is going on.

Samantha spat out blood before she managed to force out, "YOU... TRAITOR..."

"CALCULATING IMPACT VELOCITY DECELERATION..."

GIR inappropriately stated as Samantha could barely stay on her feet.

"What do the Laws of Robotics say about that, Samantha?" Bell quipped with her arm still in the position as if she'd thrown something.

Said Cluster cyborg was churning with sensory overload. Not only was there a blade in her abdomen which was overloading her pain receptors, the emotions roiling in her brain prevented her from forming cohesive thoughts or movements. As such, she was not even aware that she was losing her balance as her shoed foot and mechanical four-pronged talon were growing weary.

"Will... Tell your father..." Samantha could barely get out as her footing became unsteady and unstructured.

"POWER TRANSFER INITIATING. STAND BY." GIR proclaimed as Samantha almost fell down from the shock of the injury.

The cyborg had a dizzy expression as she was only able to mumble out, "Stupid... little girl... with her stupid pet..."

Finally, she lost her footing and feel down. Why am I making such a big deal about her falling? Maybe it's because of how much she's damaged and exhausted. Maybe it's because how not matter what happened she managed to hold her own, even against two of the strongest superheroes in the world. Or maybe it's because she was falling directly into the space between the core and the main powerline.

The cyborg stumbled back into the area where the powerline was separated from the core, which was still sparking in an unsuccessful attempt to reconnect with the mainline. As Samantha was a cyborg, her metal frame patching up the powerline as the awaiting surge from the generators came flowing agonizingly through her and into the Powerglass.

Samantha screamed. She screamed louder than any time ever in her life, even when she lost her friends in that incident. The scream was a pure screech, the sound of metal grinding against metal, a symphony of every horrid sound fused together. Such the horrid sound made the sister freeze in fright, even Bell flinched at the sound. She screamed so loud and hard that it was nothing less than a miracle that her voice did not break from the decibels issued from her throat.

Electricity surged through her systems; Her circuits melted, her 'tissues' burned, and her 'organs' fried. The synthetic blood that her parts used as fuel boiled, the vein-like tubing that carried said fuel burst, her brain broiled, everything in her burnt, warped, singed, and smelted. Her skin fried, her clothes burned, her eyes flared from the sheer amount of electricity arcing and blazing through her.

The only thing unaffected from this inferno of electricity was the sword. It stood as a tower in this sea of energy, as if intaking some and releasing more to torture the one whose body it's pierced. Even as the blaze intensified, as the screams from Samantha grew louder, it stood as still as it ever was without a wielder.

"MISSON OBJECTIVE COMPLETE." GIR said, yet to react as Samantha continued to give her final scream.

Finally, as her screams quieted and the blaze faded, energy surged into the tower as the core growled in energy, almost as if the space around it began churning in some blasphemous infernal power, beyond what one considers sane and orderly. Samantha gave a gargled, choked, and grasping heave before her head fell back, gently touching the tile floor as the rest of her body slumped lifelessly.

Suddenly, an orb of white and blue with a ring of same coloration spiraling and speck of white formed around the spire in the center of the room, slowly expanding from its point of formation. It's light both of a terrifying and comforting presence.

"No..." Was all Blossom could utter from her lips as she stared at the slowly expanding orb, her expression one of silent despair as the weight of her split decision weighed down on her.

"This bomb is weird... It's... Slow... Good for us, right..." Buttercup could only put it as best as she could describe before turning to her sister, only to see her expression, "Blossom? Blossom?"

"No... No..." The redhead only murmured, not hearing her sister's word due to her crushing despair, "Bell, what have you done?... What have I done?!"

"Blossom! Hey, relax! Calm down!" Buttercup tried to shake the former out of her near hysterical stupor, only to fail as she stood on weary legs.

"...I killed her. She's dead." Blossom said, guilt overflowing as she continued to stare at the orb, which was subtly expanding quicker, "We're going to die. It's getting bigger. It's getting bigger..."

"Blossom! Get a grip!" Her black-haired sister gripped her arm, giving Blossom a slight awareness from her despair overflowing, "You didn't do anything wrong! And if we hurry, we can get out of here! Away from the explosion?"

"Sorry, but no. It's going to engulf the planet." Bell crushed that hope bluntly, her tone not one of pride, nor mockery, not even smugness, just blunt stoicism, "Girly, come here."

"RECEIVED." GIR responded as he ran over to his master.

Buttercup looked horrified at this revelation, staring on at the Shadowpuff girl in both shock and anger, "The... The planet? The whole world?"

"Rough stuff, huh?" Bell responded to her despair, uncaringly as GIR was nearing towards her.

"Bell... why?" Blossom asked the white Powerpuff as she fell to her knees, unable to understand what the endgame of this plan was that they enacted.

"Don't you have a father too?" Was her only response as the redhead's despair filled expression grew darker. Samantha's body was already being consumed by the orb in its blasphemous radiance of unknown significance.

"I chose wrong... I chose wrong..." She murmured as she fell back and deeper into the despair event horizon in her cranium, berating and burdening herself at the choice made from her hysteria, "The sword... It's not a normal sword..."

"Blossom! Get up. I can't..." Buttercup paused for a moment before trying to reign in her emotions as she saw GIR run past her, "I can't just... leave you here. But she's getting away."

"It doesn't matter..." Blossom replied in a defeated tone as the orb grew nearer and quicker, just a few feet away from both of them.

Her sister flinched at her tone, but growled defiantly, "Are you really just going to let them go?!" Blossom either didn't have the strength to respond or she was so sunk into despair that she didn't care.

Meanwhile, GIR reached Bell who reacted happily to her robot companion's arrival.

"Girly, good job." She said joyfully as she knelt down to take him into her arms.

"MISSION OBJECTIVE-" The robot's statement was cut off as Bell took her hairband off from his head.

"That's enough of that serious face." She said as GIR's blank face melted away into a joyous one and the red coloration of his optics returned into their normal teal coloration.

"Ohh-! I love the smell of linearity bombs in the morning! Smells like victory!" GIR laugh joyously as Bell takes him into her arms, holding him in her right arm at her side, like a teddy bear.

She flew into the air as she put on her hairband, before glaring down at Blossom and Buttercup, "It's been fun, Blossom. See you next bomb."

"But not next time!" Her robotic friend yelled, being his usual happy-go-lucky self as they both turned to leave the core room through the dented bronze ceiling.

Suddenly, a calm voice, soothing as the serene and gentle winds of Earth's most peaceful locals, piped through her ears. She turned up and saw a figure she was most familiar with.

It was Naga. Same as he was when they meet on the moon as she was delivering the larger version of the Powerglass, still charming and still handsome as when they had meet.

"Halt." The figure said, carrying such authority and weight yet was as calming as a lover's hand.

Bell's eyes went wide, her expression one of shock and recognition. She stilled in midair as her lungs struggled to fill with awaiting air, "What... the... Mister... Ghost?"

The spirit replied calmly, extending his left hand for her to take, "I'm not a ghost, Bell. I am going to need you to follow me."

Back with Blossom and Buttercup, the latter was about to give into the same despair that consumed the former, before she then noticed white feathers, tinted blue, falling gently from above them. She cranked her head upwards and adopted the same shocked expression Bell had.

"Uh, Blossom?!" The black-haired Transhuman shook her sister, trying to gain her attention.

The redhead merely looked at her sister in confusion, only for Buttercup to point upwards at what she was seeing.

Blossom's face matched her sister's, "Dee-Dee?"

It was Dee-Dee. In a slightly different uniform then when Blossom met her in her near-death experience during Mandarls attack, but it was still her: with the long flowing blonde hair, the sapphire eyes, and that gentle smile, it couldn't be anyone else than her.

"Don't worry!" The angel said to them, filled overflowing with an aura of compassion and empty, as if one of a carrying mother's. "Everything will be fine. Just follow me."

In the spaces between the materium and the immaturium, a scythe imbedded itself in the right side of Samantha's body, rendering her spirit from the biomechanical framework that it was metamorphized to, returned to the human appearance she long since discarded.

Her spirit wore a white t shirt, a denim jacket with rolled up sleeves, purple pants, and violet shoes with tall socks.

She was stirred, raising to her legs while rubbing her head in slight confusion. Her green eyes opened to an odd sight; A tapestry of the universe, a menagerie of stars, starlight bathing the infinite blackness in breathtaking azure.

Samantha turned her head only then to be beheld a frightening sight. For the Grim Reaper was before her, scythe close and shining bright in the bath of starlight.

"Well, how about that. You be in there after all." Grim said as he raised back his scythe.

"...Where am I?" Samantha tremulously asked, frightened as anyone would at the presence of the Reaper, "What's... What's going on?"

"You be dead." Grim bluntly said, unknowingly and subconsciously tapping into Rogal Dorn's extreme and unrivaled bluntness.

Her eyes went as wide as plates, "I be WHAT?!"

"If you want answers..." Grim offered his boney hand to her, "Follow me."

The Warp

In the corrupted immaterium that was the Warp, a figure stood at the precipice of an edge, staring down at the Earth as its ignorance and incorruption.

It was 7.11 feet tall with a dark blue triangular banded long robe with black boots, leggings and gloves, it's frame bone thin and lean, a hemispherical device engrained on its back, the face green with ruby eyes with crystalline sheen and insect-like antenna bending back at the ends at a sharp angle, and the symbol of Tzeentch engraved on the chest.

The figure laughed. A laugh louder than the others behind him had ever heard before as he turned around to face them with that insane grin on his face. He then said in the smuggest voice any of them had ever heard, "And you all said that it was impossible to pull off!"

Some of them groaned in annoyance, others merely begrudgingly complimenting him, but before anything else happened, one of the figures who was holding a cane and had a broch in shape of a moth on his chest stood forth.

"Now, now, let us all give credit where it is due." He tried to placate the others, before looking at the one by the precipice, "Zim, how long until we can begin the next phase of our plan?"

Zim grinned as he put his hands behind his head and turned back to the earth, "Oh, my friend, we can begin very soon."

Global Defense Force Hanger: Interior

Back in the hanger with Dexter, Olga, Bubbles, Courage, and all the scientists and civilians, it was unlike the pure brightness of heavens or the resplendent bliss of nonexistence they craved. For a black void, empty yet incredibly blasphemous, was where they found themselves extant yet not on the world beyond them.

It was if they stood yet floated, they breathed a cruel wind of sorted odor, their sight wavered as the cacophony of colored spasming invading the spaces of the coroners of their eyes in the briefest of moments. Their forms frozen in a nonexistent blizzard of silence, slovenly breathing from a seldom presence, untold in number and feeling.

One spread a subtle taciturnity among the most ambitious of the group; a craving of knowledge forbidden from worthless ethics, to invoke change and evolution on their own design, and understanding.

Another spread a comforting despair among the most insecure and sorrowful in the group; a sense of acceptance of the inevitable decay of all things, the primal fear of death, and the corruption of the physical form they possess.

A third spread a primal rage among the most violent and bloodthirsting of the group; A rage never felt in lifetimes. Hatred blazing, lusting for the mindless slaughter of whomever was in front of them.

A final one spread a pleasure unlike any to the most prideful and lustrous of the group; A sensuous feeling more powerful than any other experience ever in their lives, the utter passion of indulgence and excess, and the sheer inner looking over oneself above all others.

Suddenly, before any could explore further these feelings, the group was returned to the world they love in the moment they left.

Before they even had the chance to comprehend this suddenly feeling, Olga and Dexter realized that their lips are still connected. The two quickly separated before any of the others had noticed, their faces red and heated up in embarrassment.

"We... We're alive?!" Professor Utonium exclaimed before anyone else in the group could comment on the situation, looking around the hanger they stood in at the impossibility before them, "How is this possible?"

"The data!" One of the scientists shouted, breaking the others out of their stupors, quickly running to the measuring instruments and equipment, "Check the readouts!"

"Read-only!" Another scientist shouted, hastily following his friend to the equipment, "We need stats, stat!"

More of the science-oriented people moved to the massive amounts of scanners and radiometers and immediately began researching how they were still alive. The machines immediately began printing readouts and measurements from what it was scanning from the overworld.

"Total protonic reversal!" A middle-aged bald scientist said as he looked over a readout, he took from the particle screener.

"Quantum chrono-flux!" An elderly balding scientist said as he looked over readings currently being printed from the Quantum sequencer.

"Background radiation distribution!" A young female scientist with long brown hair said, looking over the readings from the Geiger counter.

"Auroral discharge!" A young male scientist with short black hair and glasses said, looking at the readout from the rest of the equipment gathered around the bunker.

"Bubbles! Where is my daughter?" Utonium suddenly asked out loud as they all worked, looking around the room for the most bright spirited of his daughters.

Professor Membrane turns to his colleagues, uttering out in his usual bombastic self, "John! ...Er... Utonium? ...Nora! I.M! Are you hearing this?"

"Oh, give it a rest, Membrane..." Wakeman mutters tiredly, rubbing her head while leaning against Weasel for support as the stress of this event has left her rather tipsy, "That could not have been good for my health..."

"There, there. You'll be fine." The crimson-colored weasel comforted the elderly roboticist, patting her left leg before his cellphone started vibrating, "...Hm? I need to take this."

As he took his call, the scientists were absolutely befuddled by the readouts in their hands. According to what they were reading, it's as if the tachyons had expanded to the rest of the planet, then funneled upward and condensed into a small orb before going supernova. Such a thing should be impossible unless an outside source of energy was provided, even then said outside energy would have to be massive in size and output.

"I must say, after such an emotional turn of events, I certainly am glad to have some science to do!" Membrane thought out loud, with many of the others nodding as for many of them, doing research was a great way of reliving stress, before the professor himself turning to the boy genius who was handed another readout, "Oh! Dexter! You look like a lad who could appreciate the far-reaching implications of such dramatic data!"

Said young genius turned pink, along with Olga unseen, practically burying his face in the readout, sputtering incoherently, "Y-Yes, I see... The atmospheric section is..." All the color from Dexter's face then drained away as his eyes scanned the readings from the readout in his hands, "Particularly intriguing..." He quickly raced over to Professor Utonium, who raised an eyebrow when the boy gave him the readout, only to pale as did the rest of the scientists that looked at the printout of atmospheric instruments.

'This... This can't be right.' He thought in disbelief as he scrolled through the contents of the readout paper in his hands, dreading the possibilities of whatever was to come should it be correct, 'If this is right... Then we may be heading for the end of the world.'

"Is this accurate?" He unsurely asked Dexter, who nodded grimly.

Membrane took the sheet into his hands, scanning it over, and promptly scratched his head in confusion and pondering at the horrid possibilities much now be present in the world above, "Why, think of how the sky must look!"

"The sky..." Wakeman muttered to herself as she put her hand to her chin in thought what has happened and what will come next.

"...Yes, the data is coming in now. ...No, it's not looking good." Weasel said to whomever was calling him, still being unnervingly calm despite the events that have unfolded, "Before I engage in any personal speculation, I'd like to inquire about my earlier request. ...'They should be here', you say? I don't see them."

During all this, Bubbles, with a sleeping Courage in her arms, managed to find her father, who was overjoyed to see his daughter alive and well.

"I'm so glad you're okay!" John says as he hugs his daughter, before letting go and kneeling down to her, "I love you."

"We love you too!" Bubbles responds super cheerfully, while her dad started petting Courage in his sleep.

He smiles as a thought enters his head, "And if you're okay..."

"I was thinking the same thing!" Bubbles cheered, feeling really optimistic at the moment, "Buttercup and Blossom must be okay too!" Dexter got a horrified look on his face due to him realizing what Blossom's react would be like if she found out about this.

Communication Tower: Inner Hull

Speaking about Blossom and Buttercup, they were currently being carried by Dee Dee through the comm tower, which was out of power from the surge that was used to charge the bomb. Before they headed up, Buttercup managed to get Jack's katana which was currently in her left hand.

"You must have so many questions." The angel said to the two girls she was carrying as they ascended the tower, her voice echoing through the tower.

Blossom looked at Dexter's older sister incredulously, "Of course I have questions, Dee Dee!"

"But we just don't have time!" Dee Dee replied as they continued to ascend through the tower.

"Is that why we're going so fast?" The redhead questioned. Suddenly, the three of them passed through some of the cables along the way.

Buttercup stared at the cables that they just passed through until addressing her thoughts to the others with her, "...Did we just pass through that tube?"

"Yes, Buttercup, we're intangible right now." Blossom deadpanned to her sister, before clarifying her question to their angelic savior, "Look, Dee Dee: Don't misunderstand! I'm glad you're back!"

"I'm glad too!" The angel replied to the redhead, but she then looked confused on another thing she said, "Oh, but misunderstand what?"

The black-haired sister deadpanned at the redhead, "...It's an angel, Blossom. An angel is holding us..."

"Yes, Buttercup, I'm pretty sure she's our guardian angel now-" Blossom deadpanned back before cutting herself off as she was really "Look, Dee Dee, we need answers!"

Said angel looked flattered by the red Powerpuff's statement, "'Guardian angel?' Oh, wow, thanks Blossom! But...um, I don't think they've made it official yet!"

"They?! Who's they?!" The redhead said, nearly flabbergasted over the secrecy being held around them even now.

"Oh, oops. I don't think I'm supposed to talk about that, I'm not allowed." Dee Dee grimaces at her mistake but then she realized something, and her expression turned to one of teasing, "Geez, Blossom, you've been hanging around Dexter too much! You sound all... smart!"

"Not allowed...?" Blossom wondered before Dee Dee's statement hit her and a blush spread across her face, "Oh, Dexter? Y-Yeah, we hang out!"

Buttercup rolled her eyes with a knowing smirk, knowing about her crush on Dexter, 'More like make out.'

Dee Dee smiled, pleasantly, "Tell him I said hi!"

"I... I will, but- could you at least tell us where we're going?!" Blossom loudly asked as her embarrassment got to her.

"We're going up!" The angel replies enthusiastically as they reach the closed off tunnel leading to the arts center, "Now come on, silly, we're late!"

The three then phased through the sealed off entrance and beheld the sight of the entryway being ruined with ruined machinery everywhere, sot smeared on the walls, some charred corpses holding what appeared to be smelted laser weapons, and something massive sitting in the middle of the room. It was Kuwagus. Bottom half missing with inner mechanisms sprayed everywhere, orange carapace ruined with cracks and sot, cables and wiring spastic with electricity firing, drool salivating, and jaw uneven as the mandible disconnected from the cranium.

"...Looks like the Beetlebot ate it." Buttercup said uneasily as they stared at the destroyed alien robot.

"It sure did, Buttercup." Blossom responded, feeling the same as her sister.

As they hovered over Kuwagus' corpse, they saw an MIB agent close by, looking over the body. The man simply looked nonplussed as he smoked a cigarette while examining whatever was left of the body.

Buttercup simply stared at the guy by Kuwagus, impressed, "Huh... They really beat him. That's the Men in-"

"That's the MEN IN BLACK!" Blossom interrupted her sister, utterly floored about how much they missed.

"Oh, yeah, I kept wanting to tell you guys," Dee Dee said as they looked over him, "You did such a good job fighting! You know, considering..."

"Yes, I get it." The redhead interrupted the angel, before giving her a questioning glare, "Dee Dee, that's what I'm talking about! Considering what?!"

The angel grimaced. She wanted to tell them what was going to happen. She wanted to tell them so badly. But if she did, she'd ruin the Emperor's plan. So, while she hated it, she had to stay silent for now, if only until the Emperor lets her.

"I'm sorry." She lowered her head in shame, "But I can't tell you. Not yet at least."

Blossom at least kept in her frustration and nodded in acceptance.

'Looks like somebody threw an intergalactic kegger down here.' The MIB agent thought as he looked at the robotic 'corpse' while taking a drag from his cigarette, not seeing the angel and the girls, nor could he.

Suddenly, a loud, piercing scream filled the air. It was metallic, pitched in such height, glass would shatter if there was anywhere nearby. Even if it was actually far away and above ground, it feels so close and tenuous.

"What in the world?" Blossom uttered blankly as the scream barely began to fade.

The angel looked fearful at the ceiling, quickly saying as they were running out of time, "Uh oh! We're even later than I thought! Let's move!" Dee Dee suddenly burst upwards, phasing through the ground and speeding up to the surface of the arts center.

Global Defense Force Hanger: Interior

The same scream pierced the hanger as all the occupants jumped at its sudden nature. Eyes went wide as they turned their heads to the direction it came from, but some went wider as the scream was a familiar one.

"I know that voice!" Bubbles exclaimed as her eyes widened because she recognized the scream.

"JENNY!" Nora screamed as her heart nearly stopped when she realized who was screaming.

Bubbles' eyes then cackled with energy as she blasted her way out of the hanger, splitting the metal gate in half while sending the two halves flying into the dirt walls. "HANG ON, JENNY! I'LL SAVE YOU!" The blue Powerpuff yelled as she flashed through the tunnel with Courage holding onto her dress for dear life.

Megaville Center for The Arts: Ground Floor

Up on the arts center's interior, things looked gather grim.

The power was still out, so it was coated with blackness, all the stands and furniture were smashed and wrecked, while the air itself seemed to exhibit an odd and cold sterility. The projects in sight ruined by fire or debris, while the stage was in equal ruin; stage lights and their railing fallen from their once uniform structure, curtains tore down, wrapping around the wooden debris fallen from the ceiling.

In the tears in the ceiling, a multicolored baleful light shined through, despairing green, enraging red, intriguing blue, and captivating purple and pink.

On the stage, sat a whimpering XJ9 around the pieces of a destroyed Nool, the temporal construct made from her 'pigtails' now degraded into a flurry of claw-like protuberances. She simply laid on her side, writhing in physical and mental agony. When Nool was destroyed, he took the portal with him, cutting the Eaters off from their escape. Where they were now, nobody knew.

Just then a section of the stage floor illuminated into golden circle as a pair of pearling wings emerged from the floor, entangled together as feathered burial shroud or shield. The wings unraveled, revealing Dee Dee, Blossom, and Buttercup.

"And... there we go!" The angel cheered as she lets the two Transhumans drop to the floor, "Your sister will be here in a second."

The two looked around the area, confused and dumbstruck.

"...We're on?..." Blossom started while Buttercup finished, "...The stage?..."

Dee Dee gave an 'mhm', but before she could say anymore, a bright searing golden light enveloped the room, forcing the girls to cover their eyes. After a moment, the brightness reached a tolerable level, letting them unveil their eyes.

What was before them is what one could only describe as a cosmic gateway, awash in gold, the inner parts of which even the girls enhanced eyesight could reach was a sanctum of stars and shards of light, swarming with angelic figures, standing vigilant and right.

'It is time to return, my child.' A voice, strong in presence yet overflowing with charisma and intelligence, spoke, only heard to her.

Dee Dee nodded, and said to the two girls, "They're telling me I have to go now."

"Oh... You're leaving?" Blossom asked incredulously but, realizing it was pointless to intervene, nodded in acceptance, "Well... Bye, then, Dee Dee."

Buttercup also said her goodbyes, in a rather awkward way like her sister, "Yeah, uh, bye... I guess."

"Bye!" The angel says before quickly adding something, "Also, before I forget, whatever comes next, be careful! No matter what the things in the Warp say, no matter what they promise, no matter how tempting is it, don't listen to them! Also, the three aren't that bad anymore, I think! Anyway, until next time! Bye!"

"Next time?" Blossom tried to get in, but Dee Dee flew into the shining gate, which began closing behind her.

"Who was she talking about?" Buttercup thought out loud, utterly confused on what's happening, "Who're 'the others' and why are they not that-"

Before she was able to finish her sentence, the gate of gold light closed and disappeared with a crackle of thunder, leaving the girls silent as they were left alone in the ruined arts center yet again.

Yet, it was silent until a loud crash rang through the air, alerting them to three more presences with them. They turned their heads to where the crash came from, only to realize whom they were.

"-Bad?" Buttercup finished, before putting her hands to her head in utter confusion, "This is bad, Blossom! This is bad!"

Blossom would have responded, but she was too shocked by the three presences that she was unable to speak.

"Are... we dead, Blossom?"

"I... I... It's them! But they blew up!"

"Seriously, Blossom: If we're dead, it would make a lot more sense."

"I-I'm not sure..."

"GIRLS!" A familiar voice rang as Bubble reached the stage with Courage still in her head while her sisters didn't react, seeing what they saw, "Is that- Jenny!" She was snapped from her thoughts when she saw her friend, "We've got to save- Girls?" Bubbles looked at her sister's shocked expressions, "Girl? Blossom! Buttercup!"

"...Maybe ...we did. Maybe we did die, Buttercup." Blossom uttered blankly to her sister, unable "How else could-"

"GIRLS!" Bubbles yelled as she slapped her sisters across the face, trying to get them out of their stunned state, "Snap out of it! You're not dead! Help me help Jenny!"

"But... But Bubbles... Do you... see what..." Buttercup got out, looking at her blond sister incredulously, pointing to what they were seeing, "Do you see who we see?"

"I..." The blue one would have said more if she wasn't focused on Jenny.

"You... You do, don't you?" Blossom asked, somewhat still in her stunned state.

"I see my friend, and she's in trouble!" She responds to them, "I don't care about them right now!"

"This is gonna be rough." Was all Buttercup said.

"Jenny! Jenny, are you okay?!" Bubbles shouted as she raced towards her kneeled over friend.

"B...B...BUBB-L3S...?" The robot muttered as she was barely functioning. Bubbles raced to her side while Courage brought a laptop to reboot her.

"Well, took you long enough." A young male voice rang out as they continued to stare.

Above them were a trio of 11-year-old boys, who looked like male versions of the Powerpuff Girls.

One had ankle length red-orange hair tied into a ponytail with a red baseball cap, another had short shaggy blond hair parted in the middle, and the last had spikey black hair with the bangs parted in the middle.

This was Brick, Boomer, and Butch respectively. Or as the girls knew them as-

"THE ROWDYRUFF BOYS!" Blossom and Buttercup shouted.

Brick wore red upper body armor with grey accents and sleeves. Unlike his brothers, his armor has shoulder pads. His legs were protected by grey lower body armor with red knee protection. Underneath, he wears grey sneakers and his hands covered in finger-less gloves. The other two had uniforms like his, with Boomer's being more like a sweater and Brick's being more like an armored hoodie.

The most unusual part of all this was the fact they seemed rather calm and collected despite the fact that they were killed by the girls.

"H-How are you alive?!" Blossom asked, on the verge of a breakdown from all that's been going on this day.

Brick lead the explanation, "When we exploded the last time we meet, the Men in Black and Skyway Patrol collected our ashes and had us recreated. We were improved in all ways and ready for action. But," Brick then motioned to the ruined arts center around them, "Then all this happen."

"Did that work?" Bubbles asked Jenny as Courage attempted to reboot her via the laptop that Courage grabbed on their way here. Her answer came in the form of the feminine robot suddenly speaking Japanese. Bubbles grimaced at that, "Er...Oops. Sorry, Jenny!"

Courage scratched his head as he continued to try and reboot Jenny from the damage, 'Oh no, did I region-lock her?!'

"So, what are you here for? Do you wanna settle the score?" Blossom asked her male clone, inquisitively and accusingly in case he wished for some payback against them because of last time.

If Brick was annoyed by her, he didn't show it as he simply let out a sigh, "As much as I want to, we have bigger matters to deal with. So, as much as I cannot believe I am about to say this; We need to work together."

That sentence felt to Blossom, Buttercup, Brick, and Butch like they all just swallowed the most horrid of bile, but at the same time they knew there was no other way. The only ones of the two that were okay with were Bubbles and Boomer, since they were the most carefree of the groups.

As they all gagged on this, Dynamo suddenly erupted from the middle of stage as I.M Weasel's voice rang out of the speakers. "WELL, IT'S GOOD TO SEE YOU 6 FINALLY GETTING ALONG." He spoke in his usual calm and collected tone as through his voice was amplified Dynamo's speakers.

"PUT US DOWN! I SEE JENNY!" Nora Wakeman's voice yelled in parental worry, making the transhuman girls and boys outside cover their ears in pain due to how loud the speakers amplified her voice.

Weasel did so as the robot's hand raised up on the face and its head parted to let the occupants out, revealing Weasel, Wakeman, Dexter, Olga, Utonium, a slowly awakening Jack, and Agent Honeydew. The groups climbed onto the hand as it lowered to the stage.

"Mrs. Jenny's mom!" Bubbles yelled as Nora yelled the name of her daughter while running towards them.

"Girls! Blossom! Buttercup!" Professor Utonium shouted joyously as he ran to hug his girls.

"Professor!" The two girls cheered as they embraced their father, a relief as they both were exhausted over these events. Unseen to them, the Rowdyruff Boys looked on at them in quiet jealousy.

"Olga, help Mister Jack." Honeydew requests the ballerina, not unkindly as she tried to help a conscious but still dizzy Jack to his feet.

"I got him!" Olga replies to her, holding up the kendo instructor by the waist while simultaneously acting as a crutch for him as the electrocution from Samantha still left him on weary legs.

Dexter simply observed from the hand, silent and still as a statue.

"Jenny! What did they do to you?!" Wakeman whispered, utterly horrified at the programming damage done to her 'daughter', working as best she could on the laptop to repair the programming damaged done to her.

"So, what's the situation?" Weasel inquired from the boys who looked grim at the question.

"It's worse than you expected." Brick started, still stoic and calm as a doldrum, "Panic broke out in China and India, Russia has gone into martial law, and Europe is on lockdown. Dr. Brisbaine says we may not be able to cover this up."

Butch continued for his brother, "That's not all; whatever the bomb did, it caused at least seven plane crashes because the pilots tried to avoid the blast. While there were few causalities, there's gonna be a massive panic if we don't act soon."

Just as Weasel nodded, another space in the ceiling opened up, letting more of the odd light into the room. Everyone looked up, worried that it was another enemy, only for a certain superhero to reveal themselves.

"Monkey!" Honeydew cheered like a child on Christmas morning.

Indeed, there was the costumed superhero Monkey himself was there in the hole, looking down on them happily as he flew down to hug his friend. The two almost danced in happiness while Honeydew gushed about how relieved she was that they were safe.

"Oh... That's nice." Boomer said to his brothers as he smiled at the cute scene. His brothers nodded and smiled slightly.

Jack smiled kindly as he approached the two, "Ah! A worthy hero returned. I am glad for you both."

"Thank you, Jack! You're so kind!" Honeydew cheerfully said, delighted at his words as she sat Monkey down and happened to touch his shoulder. Buttercup and Monkey glared silently at the agent and the samurai respectively out of jealousy.

"So, getting back to business, what exactly did the bomb do?" Weasel inquired to the male Transhumans, curious as to what the explosion from the bomb had produced for the world.

The boys' serious faces then melted into quietly nervous ones as they looked at each other, unsure what to say to Weasel. Brick only able to get out some "ums" and "ahs", while Boomer played with his fingers, and Butch scratched his head, gaining the others' confusion and worry.

"Well?" Weasel asked again, this time with a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah, what're you guys all nervous about?" Buttercup asked with her and her sisters having questioning expressions.

The boys nervously looked at each other again before Brick answered in a hesitant tone, "I think it's better to show you." He motioned them to follow him as he and his brothers flew out of the arts center, with Nora and Courage staying behind to reboot Jenny. As they neared the doors, a growing sense of dread filled their hearts. A palpable feeling of something beyond their realm of understanding was staring down at them and it was not alone.

The automatic doors of the entrance parted, and they exited the building.

Mouths and eyes went wide, reactions varied yet same. Honeydew covered her mouth in horror with Monkey sitting on her shoulder as both gazed into the sky, Jack nearly lost his balance with his sword keeping him from falling, the girls clung to the Professor in fear of what they saw, Dexter found Olga clinging to him in fear, and Weasel merely looked surprised.

The sky was scourged in purple, pink, orange, and red, with Arora borealis of violet in countless number washing through the air. Each wave of light ripples through the air akin to the thundering ocean, gleaming and beautiful.

Yet they contrasted with what truly dominated the sky.

An immensurable tear in space, a storm of blackness surrounded a jagged slash of colors overlapping and intertwining, spasming tendrils expanding and contracting like the incessant motion of a million hearts beating unsynchronized. Further in the seizuring rift, a sphere of ebony and ivory held by strings of gold glazed its light across the world, letting the people hear the voice of their new god. The waves pulse in akin to a heartbeat from the rift, as if invading this primitive universe with such poignant madness.

"W... What is that?" Blossom gawked, her hands covering her mouth in fear.

Brick shook his head, grimly as to what was hovering in the sky, "We don't know. The ones at the base have been floored by the energy signatures that this thing is emitting. It's like a tear in reality."

That caused everyone to look at him with shocked and terrified expressions. Utonium uttering in horror, "A tear in reality?"

The red Rowdyruff only shrugged, he truly didn't know what this was.

The Warp

In The Warp, sat the Churning Forge, a fleet-sized fortress, crafted from space hulks lost in the Warp and drifting slabs of land collected from destroyed Daemon Worlds. The end result was an immense unholy fusion of flesh, metal, and daemonic power that endlessly forged uncountable blasphemous abominations to ravage the material world.

Inside, were the new forces of Chaos, gathered around a ball room where the Slaaneshi drank, the Nurglites laughed, the Khornates fought, and the Tzeentchians schemed. The room was filled with decadence, bloodshed, filth, and pristine simultaneously in a mosaic of madness only those who follow the Gods of Chaos. The sort of power gained of staring into the endless churning abyss... and the abyss staring back.

Around them were banners holding the images of those gods that they had given flesh and soul to as they delved into the madness that was the Warp.

The first showed a massive hulking figure with a demonic appearance, complete with blood-soaked armored red skin, numerous horns sitting on its head and facing various directions, burning red eyes, and a grin of fangs slicked in drool. It was sitting on a throne made from trillions of skulls that varied in size while surrounded by various daemons with appearances similar to it, tearing each other apart and ripping their opponents heads off.

The banner of Khorne, God of Blood.

The next image showed an emerald grotesquely corpulent thing bloated with disease, boils, sores, gaping wounds, and surrounded by a swarm of Rot Flies. It had a gaping yellow maw that a head with four illuminous eyes, antler-like horns, and a long tongue rested in, while its bloated arms rested on a distended stomach. In front of this pile of disease and decay was a gargantuan caldron, filled with an unseen Luminant emerald liquid, bubbling as Nurgle stirred it with his pole.

The banner of Nurgle, Father of All.

The third image showed a blue mollusk-like creature with a lean figure, long spindly limbs, numerous pseudopods on the head with numerous eyes and a wide lipless smarmily grin, two massive tentacles attached to the shoulders, and additional lipless grinning mouth on the couch. Some could make out various half-formed faces on random parts of the body. Around Tzeentch was a semi-organic temple-like room with the god himself hovering above the crystalline floor.

The banner of Tzeentch, Changer of Ways.

The last image showed the most alluring yet dangerous. It was a humanoid with two pairs of slender horns rising from its flowing golden hair, a face and body that seemed to shape based on the seer's personal want. It was wearing luxuriantly lined, form-fitting armour composed of the most fine of gems and jewelry and bearing a jade scepter said to be his greatest treasure in it's hand. Around the Prince of Pleasure was a palace that shaped itself to the desires of those that were watching.

The banner of Slaanesh, Prince of Pleasure.

Taking a chalice filled with ale made from the blood of a Daemonette and tapping the rim with a fork to gain the occupant's attention, Zim grinned as he made his grand announcement.

"Fellow Champions of Chaos!" The Irken Warlord announced to the gathered followers of Chaos, arms splayed out in dramatic fashion for this greatest of moments, "Today... is the beginning of our victory!"

His audience cheered in bellowing joy, making his grin widen more.

"Now, I won't lie." Zim clarified as he paced around the center of the room, not wanting them to grow overconfident, "It's very likely that we will encounter an immense amount of resistance on Earth and beyond and that we will have plenty of casualties in the battles ahead."

A loud grunt of reluctant agreement rippled through the air of the room.

"BUT DO NOT LET THAT DISCOURAGE YOU!" He shouted, posing dramatically as he sought to encourage those gathered around, "We are a force far more powerful than any universe could ever fathom! Where one individual is a powerful as a million normal men! Where one can strip away another's free will with but a glance!"

Grins grew from their faces, with the Tzeetchians almost literally.

"The Slaaneshi can tear apart the restrains of the meek, the Khornate can slaughter any living thing, the Nurglites can rot anything to sludge, and the Tzeetchians can bend the world to their whim!"

The grins grew wider, and the cheers grew louder. The Forge seemed to shake under the weight of their emotions,

"The ones that follow Stromfels can dominate the oceans, the ones that follow Hashut are masters of metal, and they that follow Malice will burn the planet they stand! And with The Maw of Annihilation, ANYTHING THAT STANDS IN OUR WAY WILL BE CRUSHED INTO NOTHING!"

The cheers thundered the Forge, cries for bloodshed and slaughter shook the room, almost everyone utterly roared in urge to conquer before Zim raised his hand to silence them.

"So, today, here and forever, begins our campaign AGAINST! THE MULTIVERSE!"

The cheers returned, nearly breaking the room as the Irken warlord took a sip from his chalice and turned to the screen while a mechanical tendril with what appeared to be a vox-phone on the end.

Zim cleared his throat silently, before speaking his declaration.

"PEOPLE OF THE UNIVERSE." A voice descends in the deep bellowing of a million voices. At the moment, everyone stopped and listened.

"WE ARE THE FORCES OF CHAOS. WE ARE YOUR FEARS, DREAMS, AND NIGHTMARES INCARNATED."

Jack and Honeydew stared up at the Maw, the latter clinging to the former.

"WE HAVE CHOSEN YOUR WORLD FOR US TO RULE, TO MOLD IN ANY WAY, SHAPE, OR FORM WE CHOOSE."

The Powerpuff Girls and The Rowdyruff Boys looked to the sky that where the voice originated, seeing the paradoxing and paralleling lights.

"IF YOU BELIEVE YOU CAN DEFEAT US, THEN PLAY YOUR GAMES IF YOU THINK YOU CAN WIN."

Black Eden stares up at the Maw, impressed at what Zim had accomplished.

"BUT KNOW THIS, YOU EXIST BECAUSE WE ALLOW IT. AND YOU WILL SUBMIT BECAUSE WE DEMAND IT."

Dib watched terrified; his worst nightmare come true in the most horrific way possible. "ZIM..." He gritted his teeth.

"WE ARE ENERGY. WE ARE MATTER. WE ARE SPACE. WE ARE TIME. AND OUR TIME IS NOW."

The rest of the people can only watch on in despair as they weight of the voice's words crushes their hopes.

"LONG LIVE THE GODS OF CHAOS!"

As the booming voice fades, every scientist and hero swallowed their fear and became determined to understand and stop this threat respectively.

In the Warp, Zim's face stretched into a wide grin as he began snickering before bursting out into a loud bellowing laugh.

Behind him watching, his allies joined in either loudly or silently, from all gods, major or minor: Zaheer, Lex Luthor, Dr. Flug, and Mesogog, his allies with Tzeentch. Vexus, Undergrowth, Ty-lee, Poison Ivy and Scarecrow aligned with Nurgle. Ozai, the Merciless, Bane, Gorrath, and Hama in allegiance to Khorne. Azula, Madame Rouge, Ember McLain, Desiree, Demencia, and Lila as Slaanesh's concubines while Shredder, Firefly, Father, and Dan Phantom are Slaanesh's warriors.

Black Hat, Necrafa, Gramorr, Hawk Moth, Phobos, Johnny C and Mandy of the Undivided grinning unseen as they watch the show unfold.

The citizens of Bikini Bottom and Stormalong Harbor are sharping their blades with Stromfels, Obadiah Stane forges new weapons as the master worker of Hashut alongside Glomgold, Devi D sits in darkness with Malice, the Rat King stewing in pestilence with The Great Horned Rat, and Mr. Nobody stirs in insanity with the King in Rags and Tatters.

All these gods, all these truths, all these lives, united under one oath.

"The multiverse burns."

*Seriously, I don't know how to describe that. You have to see that page where that happens to see for yourself.

Anyway, that's a wrap!

The truth is I've been meaning to update this chapter for a while now, given how much my writing has improved these last few months. That is admittedly me totting my own horn but what can I say?

I might go back and update it again after I complete a few more chapters, because I admittedly left a few parts unedited because I could figure out what to add.

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