AN: RECENTLY EDITED! This chapter is a tad longer than the last, hope you enjoy :)

Chapter 1: Exile

Buttercup POV

The day is saved again be me, the tough puff, not that it's surprising, I do most of the work anyways. That was a great way to blow off some steam and I'm totally ready for the next villain.

I was lost in my own thoughts until I heard the one thing that would bring my world crashing down around me.

"He's dead!"

The words snapped me out of whatever kind of trance I was in and I swear my heart stopped beating and I could feel the color drain from my face. It couldn't be true, I sometimes went a little far with the beatings but I would never kill anyone.

I fly down to mojo as fast as possible with a ridiculously large crowd around him. I push through everyone and see just exactly what I have done. Mojo is motionless on the ground in a scorched, lifeless heap, and it's all my fault, I'm a murderer, I ended someone's life.

I felt all the stares burning into my back, it felt like they were trying to scorch me as bad as mojo was. I looked to my sisters who had looks of hurt and anger in their eyes, It made me want to cry (I didn't), they had never looked at me like that before, but I guess none of us have ever broken the most important rule of crime fighting either.

"Why Buttercup?" That one question shattered my very being, I did this and I couldn't even form a coherent answer.

Bubbles' POV

"Why Buttercup?" I asked my sister. I was heartbroken. I never thought she would cross the line. We were always warning her and I hoped she would listen to at least me if not Blossom.

"I- I di- bu- it wasn't- I don't kn- I didn't mean- it wasn't in purp- I'm sor- I-I- It wasn't on pur-purpose, I didn't me- I didn't mean to!" This was the worst I've ever seen her, she never stutters. I knew she didn't want to kill him, but I could tell by the looks on everyone else in Townsville that they weren't about to just accept that.

I was already crying and the fact that she wasn't only made her case worse. I knew she didn't cry and even if she wanted to right now, I knew the shock was too much to let any tears fall.

I couldn't even think, but apparently Blossom knew what she thought. "Buttercup! How could you do this? You know we have a rule against killing anyone! You should be ashamed of yourself! I always knew you were out of control, but I always hoped you would calm down eventually! I guess my hopes weren't answered though because you just killed Mojo! I can't believe you're my sister and I can't believe you were ever considered a Powerpuff Girl! You're worse than the villains Buttercup! They don't kill people, but you're a murderer!"

Blossom's POV

I let all of my frustrations out on my sister, all the frustrations I ever had ever were let out in that rant. I looked at her the whole time and I think it was the most hurt I have ever seen her. In that same moment I could almost feel her heart shatter. I felt awful, I know she didn't mean to do it. Even though it was wrong and I was incredibly angry with her, I said some pretty unforgivable things.

I don't know how she isn't crying right now, I've always admired her mental toughness, even if her physical toughness grated on my nerves at times. "Buttercup I'm so-" I tried to apologize but the people of Townsville cut me off.

"She's a danger to our children!"

"She needs to go!"

"Do something about this monster!" I saw her visibly flinch at that one, and she just stood there taking it all, not shedding a tear, but I could see right into her shattered soul when she looked in my eyes, and I couldn't do anything but cry, this was all my fault. If I had just thought about her side instead of yelling my frustrations, Townsville might have gone a little easier on her.

Buttercup's POV

I had hoped at least my sisters would stay with me but I guess that was just a shattered hope. Blossom's words really cut deep even if I tried not to show it. Telling me that she couldn't believe I was her sister or a Powerpuff Girl really hurt. Blossom and I had our differences, but I had never wished that she wasn't my sister.

I wasn't about to show her that she got to me, I couldn't show weakness right now, not in this kind of situation. I thought that I already had the worst of it, but then I heard the people of Townsville, the very people I protected yelling hateful things towards me, but I was numb to it all, all but one word.

Monster.

That word kept replaying in my head along with Blossom's words. Then I saw the professor pull up in his vintage white Cadillac, he must have heard about this somewhere. I know he won't have a problem disowning me since I was always the problematic child.

Right when I thought I was prepared for what he was going to say, he said the worst possible thing he could have said to me. "I don't remember raising a monster, so when did you become one?" My whole world started falling apart. They all hated me: my friends, my neighbors, but worst of all my family.

Professor's POV

I didn't know the whole story, but there wasn't any other way to take it. One of my daughters killed a villain, the one thing I told them was off limits. I couldn't have been more angry with my middle daughter, I should have seen something like this coming from her.

I pulled up to the scene and everything went silent, I was the father after all. And when I got out of the car, I spoke without even considering her side of the story, "I don't remember raising a monster, so when did you become one?" Her eyes snapped up to mine and I felt my heart break, her normally fiery green eyes looked broken, lacking all of the former fire, and I could feel her heart shatter upon my harsh words.

Why did I say that? I knew she was good, this had to have been an accident. Not that she wasn't wrong, which she was, but I'm sure she was already berated by everyone around her, and as her father it was my job to show her some love and compassion when she was in a rough spot, not add to her burdens. Stress has a way of bringing out the worst in people.

I had to let her know that I didn't mean it. "Buttercup, darli-" the sound of police sirens cut off my apology and everyone's attention was drawn to the flashing lights, but when I turned around, I saw that Buttercup was gone and there was a light green streak in the distance.

Buttercup's POV

I had to leave, I couldn't stay here, everyone hated me. All their words playing through me head like a broken record. I got to my house and packed all the stuff I would need. I grabbed a duffle bag and packed all my money(surprisingly around $20,000. I never spend my money), 7 outfits, a toothbrush, toothpaste, hairbrush, a family picture, my green blanket (yes I still have it), and finally I left a note for my family. Even if they hated me they should at least know that I'm sorry and didn't mean to kill him.

Dear Utonium Family,

Well I guess I'm not really part of the family anymore and I understand why you wouldn't want to be associated with me. It might surprise you, but for once in my life, I'm not mad. I understand that you might recognize my writing and burn this, but in the slim chance that you read this, I want you to know that I'm sorry and I didn't want to kill mojo. I let my anger get the best of me and I shouldn't have. I know it's no excuse and I know you couldn't care less if I died so I'll leave and spare you all and Townsville a lot of trouble. Don't worry, I'll change my identity so I won't tarnish your names even more than I already have, and for that I'm sorry. Sorry I couldn't be more in control, sorry I couldn't have been a better sister, and sorry I couldn't have been a half decent daughter. I just want to let you all know that even if you don't love me anymore, I will always love you guys.

Forever sorry,

Buttercup

With that I left the house with my belongings, flying as far as I could from Townsville before it got too late. I wore an oversized black hoodie hoping that nobody would recognize me. About five hours later I all but crash landed in a city called Countysville, it will have to work. The place looked nice enough. I found an abandoned hotel for the night and tossed my belongings in the room and took my money to the closest department store.

Luckily it was open 24 hours so I bought about 4 boxes of chestnut brown hair dye, a few things of concealer and foundation to cover up my freckles, and after checking out I went to the closest tattoo parlor and got two piercings in each ear and a bellybutton piercing. With that I went home and went online on and ordered fake identification documents under the name Blair Neptune.

Before going to bed, I dyed my hair and continued with my nightly routine, then went to bed.

? POV

I watched the news, which was rare, but I was glad that I was since otherwise I might have never found out what happened. I would have called so many times without an answer. She is going to pay. I'm going to track her down and make her suffer worse than he did. Nobody messes with my dad and gets away with it. Especially not that powderpuff Buttercup.

Bubbles' POV

I was crying hard, Buttercup left and wouldn't pick up, and I was honestly scared I would never see my sister again. Yeah she broke rules every once in awhile and was mean to me sometimes, but she was always there for us when we needed her, she was so funny, and I knew I could trust her to keep any secret.

Blossom and the professor believed she would be at home, but I knew better. After what they said, she didn't feel welcome.

We finally got back to the house and Blossom and the professor called Buttercup downstairs as if she was just taking a nap, but I knew she wouldn't come even if she was here. A piece of paper on the normally empty table caught my eye. I walked over to it and read the whole thing. It broke my heart, now I know I will never see my sister again. She thought we didn't love her, she thinks we are embarrassed of her, why would she come back. I call Blossom and the professor over to read the note.

Blossom POV

I read the note, letting every word sink in. I felt awful, how could I have made her feel like this? And the worst part is she wouldn't pick up the phone so I couldn't even apologize.

Professor POV

How could I have made my own daughter feel like this? Now I will probably never see her again and it was my fault.

Omniscient POV

All the news people stormed the Utonium household asking questions on Buttercup's whereabouts.

"She left town, we don't know where she is." Blossom responded to the news reporters meekly. The citizens of Townsville began a terrified rant that she's a danger anywhere and needs to be taken care of.

The remaining Utoniums created a plan to act like they would search for her and "come up with nothing" every time. After all, they loved Buttercup. Blossom finally responded to the impatient reporters.

"We will search for her, don't worry, we will make sure the people of Townsville are safe." The people seemed pleased with that, but they couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

BC POV

I sat on my bed watching the news, and after hearing my own sister say that made me turn off the tv. For the first time in, well, ever, I cried and just let out all the heartbreak and betrayal I felt at the moment. I checked my phone to see the time and saw three missed calls, and realized that they could be tracking me. On impulse, I fried my phone with later vision and drifted into what would be a restless sleep.

The next morning

I woke up and got ready to buy a small condo, I hoped my dad's lessons in money management didn't fail me now. I ended up with a nice, cozy condo with everything I needed: a bed, a kitchen, and a lounge room with a TV. I bought it for cheap since it was in a loud area, not that I minded. I got myself a laptop and a new phone with my own phone bill (pretty cheap since it was just me).

Luckily I lived close to the school since I didn't have a car or a licence. Now for the final step, I had to enroll in school, which required all the paperwork I recently got. You wouldn't believe how tough it is for a 16 year old to get into school without a parent or guardian, but after 2 hours of talking them into it, I got my schedule and they told me I would start tomorrow. Now I just needed to hope nobody would recognize me.

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