Brick's P.O.V
I lay in bed staring at the ceiling. Buttercup and Bubbles flew home after Butch and Boomer fought with them about who was cooler. Sigh. Why does it have to be like this? Why did she choose me for help? I can't help her. I'm just...pathetic. I'm weak.

SLAM!

I jump at the sound and look over. Mojo Jojo is eyeing me with a stern look. Is he gonna kill me? I knew I should have stayed at Him's place. Even with these thoughts, I give him a "What the heck you want?" look. I hope this scares him away. He walks closer to the bedside and sits. What?

"Mojo sorry he laughed. I know about the Red eyes. Is it true? The eyes have returned?" Mojo looked at me with fearful eyes. I almost wanted to lie and say it was all a joke.

"Yes. The Red Eyes has control over Blossom. She loves fire. She may destroy everthing and everyone."

"I hoped this day wasn't coming. I read that book thinking it was made up, but I too found Reverie."

"Why'd you laugh then?"

"To follow everyone else! I don't wanna be laughed at either!"

"Ugh..."

"Mojo is sorry"

"Whatever! What do we do?!"

"Mojo do not know. I do know that a lot of power must be used to defeat them."

"Any ideas?"

"Him is quite powerful."

"Oh no..."

"Yes! I've seen it before!"

"No. I mean I have to go talk to him? I already talked to you, isn't that enough pain for me?"

"I'm upset with you saying that talking with me is pain! I'm quite delicate..."

"Ugh!" I flop back into the bed. I know I need to get Him, but will he even want to help? Also he isn't a superhero. Will this even work?

Blossom P.O.V
The voices. The beautiful voices. All in my head. Everywhere. Fire wants me. I want fire. The eyes want control. I must not give him this control but...it's so pretty! A big smile spreads across my face as the flames before me dance. They are pleased with me. Tears go down my face as I think how this is where I end. This is where everyone ends. I don't want to do this. I want to stop. I want to get better. I want...the fire.

I take in a deep breathe and blow out. The air turns into a powerful wind. The fire travels to the next building and then the next. It continues until the whole east side of the city is engulfed. The light reflects off every inch of my body. Feels like it is holding me softly, comforting me. Telling me that everything is going to be ok.

I stare at the fire until I see two streaks of light green and blue. My eyes fog up as they destroy what I love. Tilting my head, I glare at them. How could they betray me like this? My own sisters. My body warms as the thoughts clouds my mind. Fire swarms around me dancing into the air. I see my sisters turn to me and gap. Then, I see them be swarmed in the flames, falling down to their demise.

Leaving without a second glance or word, I realize I'm falling deeper and deeper into the red eyes plan. I refuse to go alone with this. At the same time I am starting to give up. My whole being is exausted from fighting. It doesn't seem like anyone notices or even cares. It will be to late when they finally decide to acknowledge it all. This is the end. This is the end of me.