!WARNING!

This chapter contains scenes one might find disgusting, or even graphic (I don't, but oh well…) So, if you're really sensitive and yada yada yada… please don't read this chapter. I don't want to find myself banned or anything. I know, I shouldn't be scared… it's not a biggy, really, it's just some blood drinking, murdering, Devil messing and Black magic. That's all.

Yeah.

On with the story! This is the last chapter…Yep, you heard right, next update you'll see from me will be in the story "Nightmare or the fairytale?" (which I like to call NOTF, it's easier).

Dame of the Hell

PART TWO

Part five: Brick

I can do it. I MUST do it.

Bubbles was there, looking confused; Buttercup was frowning at him. But he didn't pay attention. He was so close to reviving Blossom…

Don't worry, Bloss, you'll be back safe and sound. And nothing will ever separate us again.

"Ready to go, my Lord?" Buttercup snorted.

"I still don't get it" whined Bubbles, looking at Brick "How come you're Devil now?"

"Hell, woman, is it really that important now?" he growled at her "Start that task already!"

"Doncha worry, boss, I got it all under control" Buttercup laughed and looked at Bubbles.

"Ready, Bubbles?"

WTF? Since when BUTTERCUP calls blondie Bubbles?

"You betcha" Bubbles smiled, and sisters took each others hands.

"Aureia. Otro. Sanum." Buttercup whispered.

"Faini. Larfe. Teir." Bubbles responded, and dark and light surrounded them; strands of Black and White magic raced each other, until they became one.

And that one hit Brick, dazzling him; just, this time, he was strong enough not to pass out.

"Welcome to the world of Balance, Guardians. Welcome, Master of Darkness."

Again… WTF?

Voice echoed in his head; there wasn't anybody except him and his two sisters-in-law (well, not yet, but almost…)

They stood in grey nothingness; but voice continued talking…inside their heads.

"For the first time in history, somebody made it to third task. Interesting."

"Hey, I thought nobody even applied!" Brick said, piercing both Bubbles and Buttercup with an angry look.

"Ehh… well, actually, two did" Bubbles said, scratching her pigtailed hair "But, err…"

"They died." Buttercup finished happily "But that's not important right now. Let the guy speak."

"Thank you, Guardian. You three all have to pass this task so your loved one gets back…"

"Hey hey hey, slow down" Bubbles interupted, suddenly looking scared "What do you mean?"

"Once you're here, there is no way to return to your world unless you all meet your fate" voice sounded so cold…

"Great then. Knock us off. What do we need to do?" Buttercup asked, smirking.

"Meet your destiny, of course…"

Pictures filled Brick's mind; world around him faded. All he could see was Blossom, in pain, then Butch piercing her with some sword, then himself, dressed in black, than Blossom, dead, on the floor…

Himself, reciting something which sounded like prophecy… and then pictures started coming so fast that he couldn't see anything; just, before everything disappeared, he saw flash of white light and something black flowing back through space…

Wait… did that white thing had pigtails or something?

And was that black corpse…

Me?

Part six: Blossom

"Yeah, that will do… just make it fast."

Poor Butch… I feel really bad for making him pass through this, but how could I possibly explain him that he's just fulfilling his AND mine destiny? That this is just the way it's supposed to be?

I wonder why am I not allowed to see my sisters. That's the only DAMN thing I want, and yet I can't do it… Why? It's just not fair!

Butch sighed and looked at heavy sword in his hands.

"Blossom…are you REALLY really sure about this?"

"Yeah, just… hurry… please?"

Well, who could possibly say no to those adorable pink eyes, especially while they were pleading?

Take care of Buttercup for me, okay?

I don't really what to say for Bubbles… she's the only one who doesn't have clear destiny; and now it's too late for me to find out what's going to happen to her.

"Goodbye, Butch… you were great." Blossom smiled weakly, trying to overthrow pain "Now, just do it. NOW, DAMN IT!"

Last thing she saw before dark took over her world, was a pair of emerald green eyes and a flash of light, coming after her chest…

Pain. Dark. Fragments of glass broken in death.

I open my eyes. Guess I'm back at the Realm of Balance; in the world where I don't feel anything… in the world where I'll be waiting for Brick to wake me up.

"Hello, Mistress of Pain" He said softly "You won't have to wait for long. Your throne is waiting for you, after all."

"I know. Is it right from me to fear? I see my destiny clearly now, and I know it's meant for me to be with him; but why me? Why am I the one who gets that horrible title?"

"Because that is who you are, Blossom" the voice said "During the life, you knew only pain; and now you became the very essence of it.. Open your eyes, Blossom Utonium; you are the Queen of the Underworld. You were never meant to fight pain. You were meant to suffer it… and control it."

I smile. That's the least I can do.

Because I am no longer a Powerpuff Girl. And at last I can get my payment for all the suffering I went through.

It was not Brick's fault. It was simply the way things were; he and I were just puppets in the great game of fate. Those people were not. And yet they despised me, hart me, just because I couldn't help them anymore. And what's worst of all… they forgot me.

They gave me pain… and pain is what I'll give to them.

Part seven: Buttercup

"Blossom!"

She is dead, Buttercup realized, AGAIN… so I guess this whole "fate" thing is truth after all.

"No… But I didn't even see her", she cried, rushing down hallways of Hell.

They got out of Realm of Balance surprisingly easy. She just saw some stupid pictures and found herself - alone - back in Hell. But yet she somehow knew it was already too late for Blossom… her sister will become evil, she saw it back in Realm of Balance, and there was no possible way to stop it.

But, Buttercup didn't care at the spot. All that mattered was to get to Blossom and get her back to Devil; they belonged together, and it was only fair to leave them alone. She has done all she could; but it was too late now.

If those pictures weren't lying, Butch has passed on… it's time for me to go after him.

And yeah, there she was; dead - well, duh - with no trace of Butch by her side. Everything was exactly as Buttercup saw earlier…

I think those scenes changed me somehow. It's like I'm more peaceful… wiser… more Blossom-like.

Well, the Blossom I used to know, not Queen of evil-Blossom.

Time for me to go.

Buttercup flew down and found herself in the room where Devil used to accept his servants. And he was there, fiery, dark creature, sitting on his throne, looking directly to her. Guess that he's changed too… he's REAL Devil now, not Brick.

She put Blossom under his throne, and looked at him once again.

"I don't care what will you do with me and with this world, just bring her to life again. I know it'll cost me…but she HAS to live."

She felt his eyes on her, full of loathe.

"I know she HAS to live, I'm the one she was alive for", he said coldly "Just get lost, Buttercup. You were nothing but obstacle in this story."

"Like, I know that", responded green-eyed girl, smiling at him innocently "But every obstacle has it's purpose; and this is mine."

She flew above, levitating up and up; she left that world forever, flying peacefully. The second of the Powerpuffs finally finished her task.

Part eight: Devil (Brick )

Devil walked up to his -how ironically- loved one, who lied lifelessly on the ground, her long, red hair scattered all around. She was as pale as death. The transformation had to began.

She has taken her life, but he was about to give her another one; he prepared himself for it ever since she committed suicide…he just wasn't aware of it.

"She'll die and rise from the night."

And it was night, indeed. Darkness seemed to fill every possible corner of the room. The only light was from pale moonlight, which were just enough to show him what's happening.

Blossom's body started to flow peacefully above the floor. Cold, dark wind of the Hell circled all around her, making her hair flow.

"The dark queen sent to cure us from light."

Brick -no, Dark Lord - recited the ancient prophecy of the Hell. It was written deep inside his mind ever since he was born… Blossom was his destiny, as much as he was hers…

"Evil will dwell with her on our sight."

Blossom circled wildly, his darkness filling her heart, his powers filling her body; she glowed with unspeakable dark. She was created for this. To be with him, forever and ever.

"Together with Devil, she'll destroy life."

The song finished and it was as somebody turned on lights. Blossom slowly landed, her white suit disappeared till he chanted the prophecy; she was now dressed in black and red dress, dark as she was herself.

He gave her life. But she wasn't awake yet. He had to give her power.

Dark closed the circle around them, stirring up her reality, as Queen of the Underworld came to life…

Epilogue

Empress of the Hell walked fearlessly through hallways. Her hallways. All the greatness of Hell was at her hands now. At the exchange, she will give Brick power he couldn't even dream of.

He was waiting for her. She felt it stronger then ever, his presence clearly written in her bounds; if she had blood, it would probably burn.

They were bounded together. That's what the song said. Together with Devil, she'll destroy life. No shit, Seer.

And there he was. The being of pure dark stood there, waiting for her to approach him, and join him in immortality; and Blossom was more then just happy to do that.

She looked him straight in the eyes, so similar to hers. Mobilized Demons stood there in tense silence: they saw that beautiful, yet so terrifying creature, standing uncertain. Devil was waiting. After all, he DID have all the time of the world.

Blossom bitted her lip. Do it. Do it now.

And her hand accepted his, never to separate again…

Blossom's long hear floated beside her as she walked trough the crowd. I can smell their fear…disgusting.

When they finally reached their spots - two thrones for the two emperors of the world, black as Death itself - she caught his look again. I maybe changed…but I still love him. And I see now that he loves me too…in his painful, sadistic way, but he still does.

She was perfectly cold as Dark Priest started to chant his song, written in Ancient language; she was cold when Brick's hand became fire in hers, cold as ice.

Priest brought a young mortal, a girl, asleep. He put her on sacrificial altar, and passed the knife to Devil.

It was faster then Blossom could even imagine. She never saw that power, she never realized the meaning of being Devil.

Cut directly trough the heart. No pain, no screams. Just blood and death. Pure and soft as silk.

He took the cup and let the blood fill it. Mistress of pain watched the girl as life slowly flowed out from her fragile body, as Devil passed her the blood-filled cup; sick need appeared in her as she watched black and red mixing in her pale hands.

"To be cold as ice, to be cruel as fire."

Blossom looked at Brick, and the need filled her again.

Drink.

She took the swallow.

Power, ancient and great as evil itself, filled her every vein. World started turning, faster and faster, as the blood found its way to her, now dead, heart.

The power was hers.

And she was completely unsure whether she was in nightmare…

…or in fairytale.

THE END

So, there you go, folks. I'll maybe change this chapter later. Tell me if there's something you need me to explain - I know it's really confusing.

And here's a short summary to "Nightmare or the fairytale?"

Someone said that the last Powerpuff will destroy Emperor. Now, when every trace of Powerpuffs is forgotten and world is turned into living Hell, is there any hope for it to happen? What nobody knows is that one Powerpuff is still out there… And she only wants to fulfill her destiny.

Stay tuned! I'll post it as soon as I think of the introduction!

And, yeah:

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