Author's note: I actually forgot to mention in the first chapter, but for any idea where I get the inspiration for the appearances from, check DeviantArt. I draw inspiration from AlineSM, BiPinkBunny and any other artists I will mention in future.

Anyways, I'm experimenting a little with writing style, hence the location, time and date presented. Also, I hope anyone can guess the two new puffs to be revealed soon, because I sure do!

Disclaimer: I do not own the PPGZ, that lies with, who was it again? I don't remember.

-Tokyo City; Japan- Time: 16:32, Date: 22th November

The landscape raced past the window. A sigh escaped the boy seated in the high-speed train headed to Tokoyo City.

Delvin Gotokuji, eighteen years old. His mother is the oldest of two, a formerly traditional Japanese family. His mom moved to Belgium when her sister was born, and met his father there, while his aunt stayed in Japan and married an American biologist, later on leaving Japan to work for their job in Milano.

And currently, he's headed for the birth-place of his family. Home of his only cousin and closest family-member.

Miyako Gotokuji.

And things were already off on a rocky start. First, he had to wait an entire week before air-traffic to Japan was safe, then he had to take a plane to the other side of the country, and now he has to wait on a high-speed train to Tokyo city.

'At least the seats are comfortable.' He mused before letting another sigh escape him. Why does it seem he is always the one with bad luck?

"Now arriving in Tokyo City Central Station."

"At last." He breathed out, getting up from his seat as the train stopped at the platform. Jumping off with suitcase behind him, he gazed in awe at his surroundings. This must be the most modern station he has ever seen! People were going everywhere, but judging by the amount leaving, even a week later people still were scared of another attack.

'They don't even know who did it.' Delvin shook his head and started heading the directions he was given on getting at the house safely and in time.

Taking a bus through the city, he was almost mesmerized by the sights. Tokyo, Capital of Japan. It really showed its glamour openly, doesn't it? Neon signs almost everywhere in the downtown, the most strangest of people walking through the streets.

The bus passed a part of the road where everything was blocked off. Looking further down, his smile faltered when spotting that what started this all.

Down the blocked road, rubble of buildings still covered the street. Beyond that rubble and ruin lies the park where this year the Spring Festival was supposed to be held.

Ground zero, people called it, the entire park had been turned into a massive scorched crater. Hundreds died in the explosion, thousands were injured. Many critical, some thanks to the shockwave itself alone.

The very sight drained him of color, and only when the bus started entering the suburbs did he get back to reality. 'Focus, you're here for a different reason!'

Getting off at his stop, he looked through the traditional Japanese neighborhood. Gods, this place looks so familiar! He smiled as he walked through the street, checking the house-number he was looking for. 'Grandma hasn't moved, so I should remember how it looks like, right?'

He was right, stopping in front of a very familiar house with the right house-number. The size was great, but it felt smaller. Most likely because he has grown up a lot since his last visit. Walking on the front-yard, he started feeling nervous. What if she doesn't remember him? She's two years younger than him, and it has been nearly a decade since his last time in Japan.

Walking up the porch, he took a deep breath, calmed his nerves, and knocked.

Voices sounded behind the door, and the noise of someone walking up to the door followed. For a moment it seemed quiet, and then the door opened.

And behind it was a girl, sixteen of age. She had blonde hair in curly twin-tails. Blue eyes met hoping brown, and for a moment she seemed to be confused.

And then it hit. A glint of recognition flashed in her eyes, and they slowly widened as her hands left the doorknob and reached for her gaping mouth, a silent gasp leaving her.

"Hey Mi."

"Onii-chan!"

He was tackled in a hug, almost losing his balance. Both shot into laughter, hugging each other close. He could feel the happiness radiating off her, the largest smile on their faces. After a little while and some calming down, he put her back down, but their smiles didn't fade.

"You came back!"

"Of course I did. You're my little Mi, no way was I going to stay away forever!" He said with a chuckle, ruffling her hair. She giggled, playfully swatting his hand away before straightening her blonde locks back.

"Miyako, who is it?"

Delvin looked up, and he smiled at the sight of his grandmother. Her eyes widened as the elder woman walked out of her house, a slightly shaking hand reaching for him. He quickly took it in his own hands, and chuckled as he looked into those familiar graying eyes now filled with surprise.

"Hey Grandma."

"Delvin. I haven't seen you in ages! So this is the surprise my girls told me to wait for. Oh, those little rascals!" She laughed, but it suddenly turned into coughing. Both her grandchildren quickly helped her as she got a bit weak in the knees, holding her arms with worry in their eyes.

"Grandma. How are you feeling?" The brown-head asked with concern as he and his cousin slowly helped her inside the house and in the couch in the living room. She smiled to see her two grandchildren again, and didn't let her slip-up bother her.

"I'm fine, Delvin. I'm just glad to see you again after all those years. You've grown!"

"But Granny!" Miyako wanted to intervene, seeing straight through the act, but her grandmother wouldn't have any of that.

"No, Miyako. I know, I'm getting older. It's only to be expected that I'm getting weaker." She assured, putting a wrinkled hand against the blonde her cheek. The young girl smiled sadly, and nodded. Delvin put a soft hand on his cousin's shoulder, and she looked at him with glinting in her eyes.

"Oh, Miyako," He grabbed her in a hug, letting her head rest against his shoulder. She clutched the back of his shirt, a whimper escaping her. "You've always been the most emotional."

Their grandmother gazed at the reunion with loving eyes. Finally, they were together again. And hopefully for the long run this time.

-Suburbs, Tokyo City; Japan- Time: 08:22, Date: 23th November

Delvin took a last glance in the mirror of the guest-bedroom, and straightened the ends of his jacket. He was wearing a white shirt and black jacket, gray jeans and dark-gray sneakers. He always dressed in these kind of colors, well, color. Black has always been something unique in his eyes, just like white. He was sleeping in the guest-bedroom, staying with his grandmother until it was time to go. When, he wasn't sure, though.

He walked out of the room, and the smell of rice quickly wafted into his nose. He breathed in with content, already recognizing the smell. 'Grandma makes the best of rice-balls.'

He headed down the stairs and entered the living room connected to the kitchen. Miyako was already seated at the table, a bowl with rice-balls in the middle. He suppressed the urge to drool at the good smell of breakfast, and quickly sat down on his knees, eyes sparkling at the food.

"Go ahead, grab some. I know you haven't eaten one in years." His grandmother said from the kitchen with a wide smile, a second bowl already set for if wanted.

Delvin didn't need to be said that twice. He snatched one from the bowl on the table and almost scarfed it down in a few bites.

"Mmm! Still the best, ever!"

The two laughed a bit at the boy's reaction, and he chuckled at himself, rubbing the back of his neck.

As they continued with breakfast, Delvin noticed the time on a clock on the wall, and the fact Miyako was still in the house. He frowned, and guessed why she was still here.

"No school today?"

"Nope." The blonde stated with a smile, popping the 'p' with amusement. He smiled, glad to see that she hasn't changed much since the last time he saw her. 'That was years ago.'

"I'm going to go shopping with Momoko and Kaoru later today."

"Friends?" Devlin guessed, and the smile his cousin offered was answer enough. "For how long?"

"Three years now." The blonde stated with wide grin. He smiled back, and a thought struck him. He turned to his grandmother, and she already saw he wanted to tell her something.

"I'm going to the airport in an hour. Uncle Robert is bringing me something."

"Daddy's coming back?!"

Miyako her shout rattled his ears, and he cringed at the volume. Of course, stupid, she hasn't seen them in years! His smile faltered a little, and he cursed the bad news he has. 'Why does she have to be the one with parents working abroad?'

"Sorry, Mi. He's only dropping something off. He'll be leaving with the company's jet soon after."

Her smile at the daydream she had of her dad coming home fell away, replaced with sadness. Delvin quickly racked his brain for something, and smiled as he thought of something.

"How about I meet your friends? I would like to know who my cousin is hanging out with." He offered, an it had the desired effect.

Miyako was able to smile at that, but he saw it still seemed a little forced. "But, where?"

"How about the playground?"

A flash of mixed emotions passed the blonde her face, and for a moment he grew worried that had pulled the wrong string, but she quickly recovered, smiling more genuinely this time.

"Sure!"

Hours later, after lunch, three girls were patiently waiting at a playground, children playing in it. Miyako looked around with a little worry, she has been waiting for over ten minutes now.

"He told you to be here, right?" Kaoru, the girl with black hair asked, her eyes looking at some boys playing with a soccer-ball.

"He'll be here." Momoko assured as she placed a calming hand on their friend's shoulder. She stopped looking around, and nodded, breathing out a bit.

"Are these your friends?"

Her head shot up and she turned around so fast she nearly hurt her neck. Standing behind them was Delvin, a wide smile on his face. The two other girls noticed him as well, and were a little puzzled at why he was smiling like that.

"Onii-chan!" Miyako cheered, grabbing her cousin in a kind hug. He huffed at the tackle, but smile before returning the gesture with some glee. The two girls shared a confused look before looking back at the older boy.

"He's your older brother?"

"Actually," The brown-head was quick to correct, letting go of Miyako in the process. "I'm her cousin. The name's Delvin, Delvin Gotokuji." He extended a hand, and the twwo girls shook it politely, introducing themselves.

"Kaoru Matsubara"

"Momoko Akatsutsumi."

He offered warm smiles at them. Momoko quickly returned the smile, but Kaoru was a little more hesitant. 'Man, she looks a lot like guy!'

"So, how about we go talk somewhere more private? I have a little surprise for you." He said, the last part directed to the blonde girl standing next to him. Miyako smiled, and nodded her head. They started looking around a little, and found a picnic-bench in the park, very isolated from the rest thanks to the trees. The three girls sat down, but Delvin kept standing.

"So, what is the surprise?" Miyako asked with amazing impatience, surprising the two girls seated opposite of her. Delvin smiled at his cousin's acting.

"Miyako, I want you to meet," His hands reached behind him, and when he brought them back, they were holding on to the small shoulders of two almost identical silver-haired girls, roughly six years old. Their brown eyes were pinned down out of shyness. "The girls. The one with the pony-tail is called Niya. The one without is called Naya. They're twins, that's why they look so similar. Girls, say hello to them."

"Hello." The duo muttered quickly, and the three older girls at the bench had to hold back some snickers from how shy the young duo was.

"They look adorable. Are they your sisters?" Momoko beamed, hearts in her eyes, and Delvin had to hold back a snort of amusement at the ginger-head's acting. 'Sisters, eh? That's a new one.'

"No. In fact, they're," He put his hands on their heads respectively, ruffling their silver locks a little in the process. "My daughters."

…

"What?!" Momoko and Kaoru yelled together, startling the little girls a bit. Miyako her hand was against her mouth, tears glistening in her eyes. But they weren't of sadness or anger.

No, they were of joy.

"Y-your daughters?" The blonde echoed with a slight stutter and a quivering smile, and her cousin nodded. She stood up from her spot, wiping her tears away, and walked closer to the two girls. They got back a bit, hiding near their dad's legs, scared looks on their faces. "Hey, I'm not going to hurt you." Miyako assured, hands visible and a soft look in her eyes.

"Girls, this is your Aunt Miyako. She's nice." Delvin urged, pushing the two a bit closer. They looked up at their dad, whi smiled and then at the blond egirl, who offered the most nicest and gentlest of smiles one could manage. That seemed to break the ice, smiles of their own appearing on the twins their faces.

"Are you our aunt?" They asked in unison, surprising the three girls a little.

"Yes, I am." Miyako said with glee, opening her arms. They quickly accepted the offer, grabbing the blonde in a tight hug. Delvin smiled as he watches them before they break it up, his girls already looking a lot more comfortable.

"Girls, how about you go and play with the other kids in the playground, okay? I want to talk with your aunt in private."

The twins nodded at their father, and dashed off, headed for the playground. Miyako smiled as she watches the two disappear behind the trees.

"How?"

The demanding question from the red-head, who had snuck up at the boy, send a chill running down his spine. Delvin sweat-dropped, holding his hands up in defense.

"I'll explain, I'll explain. Geez, give a guy a break, will you?"

Momoko huffed at that, and sat back down on the bench, glare aimed at the boy. Miyako sat back down as well, a softer smile on her face, attention on her cousin as he started telling the tale, the boy sitting down next to her.

"They were only babies when I found them, visiting my uncle and aunt at their work one day. They were maybe ten months old back then, almost newborns. Their mother was nowhere to be found, and even after a long search, we never found her. At first I thought about the orphanage, but I had to take care of them before that, and I grew attached to those cute little faces of them. So, instead, I decided ti take care of them myself, adopting them, and they've grown a lot since then. I really see them as my daughters, I'm the one raising them after all."

Throughout his explanation, the anger on Momoko her face had simmered down, and now she had her head hanging in shame. Kaoru had listened intently, but her face betrayed nothing. Miyako her eyes glistened with tears, hands on her gaping mouth. 'Those poor little things!'

"Sorry, I-" The ginger-head started to apologize, but Delvin wasn't going to have any of it.

"Don't. It was even harder to convince my mom to let the girls stay with me. I understand, it… Isn't normal, I know that."

Momoko nodded, a small smile able to appear on her face. She thought a little about something, and locked eyes with the brown-head.

"What about their father?"

Delvin his eyes suddenly started burning with anger, surprising the three girls. He balled his hands to fists on the table, and tried hard to keep his anger in control.

"He didn't want them. Said they were 'a mistake'." The boy explained with a hiss in his voice.

Miyako gasped, covering her mouth, again. Momoko formed a fist with her hand, sudden anger boiling up inside. Kaoru was even having it even harder, hands holding the table so she wouldn't jump from rage, smoke coming from her red-hot face.

"Let's talk about something else, no need to make a scene. How did you guys meet?"

All three sweat-dropped, although they were glad with the distraction, knowing though that the real way they met isn't really a good idea to tell.

'Keeping this a secret will be harder with him around.'

Miyako and Delvin waved at Momoko and Kaoru, the two heading back home. The brown-head crossed his arms as he looked behind him, eyes fixated on the two girls, who had sheepish smiles in their faces.

"So, you learned your lesson?"

"Yes, daddy. No fighting with strange kids." The two said with dejected voices. He sighed, shaking his head. He loves those two with all his heart, but they have the most mischievous of personalities sometimes.

"They're real trouble-makers, eh?" Miyako asked as they started heading back home. A slight laugh escaped her cousin as he remembered everything those two dared to do behind his back.

"You've got no idea."

As they walked back home, Delvin started wandering in his thoughts. He noticed something when they talked with Miyako her friends. A hint of sadness with Momoko when they talked about their fathers. He himself felt a pang of hurt as he remembered how he lost his own father. 'Did she…?'

"Miyako?"

"Yeah?" She answered, her eyes focused on the two girls walking in front of them.

"What happened to Momoko's father?"

The blonde flinched, her smile fading. He noticed, and his mouth formed a small 'o'.

"W-what happened?"

Miyako sighed, and checked to see that the girls ahead weren't listening. They were to focused on the city around them to be hearing them.

"He… He w-was there, during the a-attack. In the park."

Delvin closed his eyes, cursing in his head. Of course, life had to throw a curveball like that to someone as nice as Momoko. He knows how it feels, but he lost his father to a disease, brain-cancer. She lost him thanks to something people did. He was murdered.

"You have school with her tomorrow?"

Miyako nodded, and he sighed a bit.

"Tell her, I'm sorry for her loss. I know how it feels, losing a father."

She nodded, knowing what he's talking about. His father, her uncle, had died as well. She knew how he passed away, brain-cancer, and even though he was only her uncle, it still hurt to hear. And she knows it hurts him even more, because it was his father after all!

As they walk through the city, neither were aware of the peeking eyes locked on them. Standing on top of a tall building was a person shadowed by the sun. All that was visible in the harsh light was the shape of a katana in the figure's hand.

'How interesting,' It thought as the figure followed the two from the rooftops. 'Someone with a white aura.'

-Downtown, Tokyo City; Japan- Time: 19:48, Date: 23th November

An explosion rocked the area. For a moment everyone who heard or felt that grew worried for another attack, but the appearance of a large monkey-themes robot assured them it was not the case.

Instead, Mojo Jojo was causing havoc, again. It has been the tenth attack in a month time, and that had been going on for three months, straight. It became a bore after a while, people admitted.

Three streaks flew through the air, one blue, the second pink and the last green. The streaks slammed into the robot, making it stumble and topple against a nearby building, the windows shattering to pieces. Luckily all bystanders on the ground had made themselves scarce at the sight of their favorite heroes, making their job a little easier.

"Another one, Mojo? Does it ever get boring?" Blossom questioned as she launched her jo-jo, the end crashing into the spot where the arm connects to the body. Bolts, pieces of metal and scrap crashed down, the arm following with a large crunching sound, imbedding itself into the road and forming large cracks in the pavement and asphalt.

"Yeah, we've seen a dozen like these!" Buttercup stated as she flung her hammer into the head, bashing a hole into the cockpit, the monkey-villain seated in an old armchair, panels and controllers at his side. He glared murderously at the three girl, but instead of his usual snarky remark, he instead focuses on the battle, steering his other, still-intact arm to grabbing Buttercup in an incredibly strong grip.

"Buttercup!" Bubbles yelled in concern. She steeled herself, and swung her bubble-staff through the air, sending a large collection of bubbles against the arm. They popped on the metal, and like an acid they burned the metal away, leaving a very badly damaged appendage.

"Curse you and your bubbles, Mojo!" The large monkey shouted in anger, making the damaged arm swing Buttercup into the blue puff. They crashed into each other, and stumbled through the air before crashing into a nearby office building.

"Hey! Take, this!"

Blossom her pink jo-jo flew through the air, and the end enlarged itself, growing as large as a bus.

"Parfait Power-Jo!"

It slammed into the torso of the robot, and bashed it to pieces, the construct crashing to a pile of scrap and bended metal, a few bolts falling to the ground. Blossom landed in front of the pile, scanning for the villain.

"Mojo!"

Mojo Jojo jumped out of the pile, a strange blaster in his hand. He fired, and just missed the pink puff by a hair. The blast hit the asphalt road, and created a small crater in its place.

"Woah! Since when do you have that?!"

Mojo didn't answer, instead firing even more blasts toward Blossom, who dodged every single one like a pro, a few close calls here and there. Soon, Buttercup and Bubbles emerged from the building they had crashed into, seeing what's happening.

"Blossom!"

"Hang on! Help's coming up!" Buttercup shouted as she wielded her hammer and swung it into the ground, forming a shockwave that rippled through the ground.

"Seismic Drive!"

The ground underneath Mojo blasted open, sending the villain flying into the air. He yelled in fury before slamming into the wall of a building with his head, leaving a fairly-sized bump in his helmet. He crumpled to the ground, unconscious.

"Alright! We got him!" Blossom cheered. Bubbles and Buttercup joined her in a small victory-dance. But that victory was short-lived.

"Hey!"

The trio stopped mid-air, and foul looks came to their faces. They swept around, and faced a trio of boys, one clad in blue, one in red and another in green.

The RowdyRuff Boys.

"Ugh, what do you want?" Blossom asked in annoyance. She hasn't seen those three in a few years, but that doesn't mean she doesn't remember what they did, and how terribly annoying they could be. She did, however, notice that the boys had aged a little, now looking like tirtheen-year-olds.

"What did you do to our Mama?" Brick, the leader of the boys asked as he took a step forwards. The girls rolled their eyes at the name those boys use for Mojo, and ignore the looks Butch was giving him. It was a mix of anger, disgust and somehow also eyeing. Buttercup wasn't unaware of the look the boy gave her, and she gagged in her mouth.

"We just taught him a lesson! And you better get going unless you want one too." The raven girl stated, pulling her hammer out to emphasize her threat. Boomer took a hesitant step back, a sweat-drop on his face.

"Maybe we should listen, guys?" The blue ruff proposed, his eyes not leaving the furious ones of Buttercup. Butch glared at their youngest brother, but Brick seemed to actually contemplate this. Butch noticed, and gawked at their leader.

"Don't tell me you're actually thinking about it?!"

"Shut it, Butch! I still remember our last defeat. Being honest here, what can we do? Sure, we can disgust them, but actually fighting them?" Brick reasoned, bringing over a fair point. The strongest of the trio huffed in annoyance, looking away from the two. They both sighed, and Brick turned to the three girls, who had amused looks on their faces. He ignored that fact, and followed through.

"Mind if we just grab monkey-breath and leave? Spares you to effort."

The PowerPuff Girls were genuinely surprised at the boys not trying to disgust them, and Brick to actually act… Reasonable?

"This isn't some kind of trick, is it?" Blossom asked, curious, but also anxious. She isn't going to fall for their acting, she saw it in action with Mojo many times before. 'Although, being honest, that monkey is just very easily persuaded, isn't he?'

"Can we just grab him and go? Please?" Boomer asked, brave enough to speak up. Bubbles noticed the look on the blonde's face, one of fear, and she tapped Blossom on the shoulder, catching the leader's attention.

"Just let them, Blossom. I don't think they're lying."

"You sure?"

Bubbles looked at the three boys. Butch was still annoyed, but he seemed to be calming down now. Brick was having a sideways glance at the unconscious form of Mojo, and Boomer was a bit into himself, eyes flashing around like he was waiting for an ambush. 'Why would he be so afraid?'

"I'm sure."

"Alright then." Blossom sighed, and nodded to Brick, who gave a curt nod before dragging his brothers to help him carry Mojo away from the scene.

The girls watched the scene, and soon the boys vanished into an alleyway with Mojo, who seemed to be regaining consciousness, finally. Blossom sighed, shaking her head before taking off, the two other girls following after her.

Back in the alleyway, the boys dropped Mojo on the ground, glaring at the one they normally call Mama.

"B-boys, what are you doing here, Mojo?" The monkey asked as he got back up from the ground, grumbling for the treatment. They pointed behind him, and turning around, the monkey paled at the sight.

Standing in the end of the alleyway were two suited men, muscular and big, both holding very large blasters in their hands. The one wearing glasses walked up, and glowered at the monkey, who suddenly seemed very small in comparison.

"You failed your task, Mojo. We tasked you with fighting the PowerPuff Girls and delivering them to our facility. You haven't succeeded, and the limit of three months has expired." The man with glasses stated as he only grew more and more menacing. The black man behind him walked forwards, pulling out a contract. Three signatures were at the bottom.

"We've hired these three to take over on your behalf. In the meantime..."

The both surprised the monkey by firing their blasters, a red beam coming from the barrels and ensnaring the villain. A shocking voltage travelled through the beams, jolting the monkey, who screamed, well, like a monkey. He fell down, unconscious, and the beams returned into the blasters. The men looked to the three boys, and they were a lot further away this time, shaking a little.

"This isn't what we signed for!" Brick declared with a slight crack of his voice.

"Yeah! You promised us powers like the ones those hags have!" Butch argued, a lot more braver (or stupid, depends) than his brothers.

"What are you going to do with Mama?" Boomer managed to ask between a few hiccups, his voice small and almost squeaking.

"Mojo Jojo is going to the lab for research" The man with glasses stated as he lifted the monkey on his shoulder with little effort. His partner walked forwards, and presented the contract to the boys.

"And you'll get what you asked for. But only if you come along very nicely." The black man stated as he folded the paper and put it inside a pocket of his jacket. The three boys gathered all their will power to look up, glaring at the two men.

"We don't take orders from you!"

"Yeah! We're our own group!"

"Y-you don't s-care us!"

"Oh, we don't scare you? Really?"

The three froze at the dark, ominous voice sounding behind them. Turning around, the boys paled nearly white like ghosts at the sight of a very large, muscular and blocky man. He stood tall above them, and behind him was a limousine, door open. The man cracked his knuckles, rings on every finger with amazing gems imbedded into them. He had a cigarette in his mouth, smoke coming from the tip like a small, thin trial.

"Well then, maybe we should show you what we can do!"

His large hands grabbed to the boys, who screamed in pure fear before being muffled.

As people walked through the street, none were aware of the kidnapping happening in the alleyway, the limousine hiding the scene and the noises being drowned out by the music playing from inside. The doors of the car closed, and the vehicle drove off.

It travelled through the streets of the city, passing the suburbs and leaving the border of Tokyo City. It drove through the mountains and the forests, passing small town on the way.

-Secret Research Facility, Outside of Tokyo; Japan- Time: 20:12, Date: 23th November

The car stopped in front of the large research lab, the two goons walking out with Mojo Jojo. The one without glasses had the three boys under his arms. The large man with cigarette walked out, and a well-dressed woman with suitcase walked up to him from inside the facility.

"You delivered the desired targets. Here is the payment, as promised." She stated with monotone voice, handing the case. The mafia-man smiled darkly, taking his cigarette and blowing some smoke from his mouth before taking the case in his other hand.

"Thanks, darling."

The woman didn't react, and simply bowed before heading back inside, the glass doors closing behind her. The man grumbled under his breath, something like 'women these days' sounding under his breath before the car-door closed and the limousine drove off.

As it drove through the small, empty street going through the forest, it suddenly exploded, going up in a plume of smoke and fire.

From the rooftop of the facility, a man with binoculars gazed at the rising plume, the shockwave following shortly after. He smirked, and grabbed the walkie-talkie on his belt, pressing a button.

"North Eagle here. The package has been delivered. Gray Mouse is gone."

"Copy that, North Eagle. Await further instructions." Crackled a Russian accented voice from the other side. The man nodded, putting the device away before kicking back and sighing as he relaxed, a smile on his face. 'This is life.'

Inside the facility, the two goons reached a split in the hospital-like halls. Looking at the map on the wall, one nodded at the right and the other nodded in return. The one carrying Mojo headed to the part designated with 'Specimen Research', while the one with the boys headed to 'Experimentation Chambers'.

He reached a metal door, above a sign reading 'Chamber 01'. The doors slid open with a hiss, and he walked inside, dropping the three boys on a medical examination table each. One of the scientist walked up to the tall man, and nodded, motioning to leave. Giving a curt nod, the goon left, leaving the scientist to do what they were ordered to do.

"Let's give them what they wanted." One researched stated behind his mouth-mask, snapping the plastic glove on his hand back, a certain glint in his eyes.

"Morphine is being supplied." A woman stated as she put a breathing mask on the mouths of the boys. A gas-like substance flowed into the masks, and as the vitals appeared on a screen, they showed the boys were out cold.

"Bring in the tank."

A vat was rolled in from behind a pair of curtains. It had a Z on the side, and when the lid was removed a glowing substance was inside. One man grabbed a large syringe and drew the substance inside from the vat.

"Supplying Chemical Z to mixing." The man stated as he applied the syringe inside a strange machine. The chemical was drawn into three tubes, and the lids on them were opened. Another man opened a case, revealing three items inside.

"Apply ingredients. Snips," A man checked a box on his notepad. "Snails," Another check. "Puppy dog tail." A final check. The items were dropped into a tube respectively.

In that time someone had taken a hair-sample from the boys, and brought the hairs out. A blond hair was added to the one with snips, a raven strand to the one with snails, and finally a red hair-strand to the one with puppy dog tail. The lids were closed, and the substances changed color as the reaction took place. The first was glowing blue, the second green and the last red.

Three men grabbed special injectors, and put a tube inside one each. Going to the boys, a few researchers had put straps in place to hold them down just in case.

Boomer was injected with blue, Butch with green and Brick with red. They jerked at the sting from the needle, and as the chemical started affecting them, they started spasming around, the straps holding them in place, luckily.

The scientists watched with glee and dark looks as the scene took place in front of them, a glow emmiting from the boys, with not a hint of human emotion on their faces. Their goals were unclear, their desires even less. Only thing was sure.

The boys would never be the same after this.

Ever.

Author's note: Oh no! Looks like the boys let their jealousy for the girls get the better of them. And what is the goal of those researchers? And what will they do with Mojo Jojo? This is only the beginnning, folks!

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