Bunny's POV
I still felt bad about what I had gotten Bubbles into. But why was this stupid school making a big deal over some boy she helped. It's not like Bubbles told him the game plays for the up coming football game, nor did she start dating him. My school is just filled with judgmental asses, especially Briam, with his snobby self. What does he have against Bubbles anyway? She's never done anything to him as far as I know, and I know nearly everything there is to know about stuff like this. Does he like her, and doesn't know how to express it? That happens a lot, mostly in movies, but still; it could happen in real life. I need to figure out who that boy is; maybe that's what is making this a big deal. But first, I have a meeting with the mayor.
I entered the city hall, also known as the mayor's office. I knocked on the door and I heard a female voice ask who I was. "I'm Bunny Utonium, I have a meeting with the mayor." I heard a lock open and the handle twisted reveling the office. There stood a tall-at least 6'- woman, with curly crimson hair. She was dressed in a mid-thigh red dress and a blazer to match. A black belt was placed at her waist and she wore a set of 4'' heels. She said in a creamy, seductive tone, "Hello, the mayor will be with you momentarily." "Thank you Ms. Bellum," I replied with a smile.
I walked inside the medium sized office and sat in a chair in front of the desk. The place reeked of the smell of pickle juice. It made sense. For as long as I have known him, the mayor has been a die-heart fan of pickles. He even had a museum dedicated to only pickles. The things this man does are just strange.
The door opened and the short, white mustached man walk scurried inside, holding, as usual, a pickle jar in his hand. "Ms. Bellum, could you open this for me?" he asked, with his usual stutter. The red-head secretary sighed and open the jar, then proceeded to walk out. "So Mr. Mayor, what did you need to speak about?" I asked. "As you know, the town will be hosting a circus," he started, I nodded. "After the events that happened earlier this week, I'm scared that villains will disrupt the circus's production," he stated. "And you want the Powerpuffs to make sure nothing goes horribly wrong?" I asked. He nodded, "So I want all of you to have some part in the circus itself so you can keep a close eye on it." "Okay, but , I have a question." "What is it?" he asked, puzzled. "Why didn't you just discuss this with Blossom or maybe even Professor?" I asked him. "Well, I had a specific thing I wanted you to do," he said, in a hushed tone. "I want you to set up patrolling systems and cameras all over the town, especially in any previous villain's hotspots." I nodded, "I'll start on that as soon as possible." He smiled, "Great." "Mr. Mayor, could you do me a favor?" I asked. "What is your request?" "I want permission to go on campus of Townsville Prep. "Sure," he said, pulling out a pickle from his jar.
As the mayor sucked away at his pickles, I grabbed papers that he could sign, granting me access to the campus. He signed them, leaving drops of pickle juice. Ew. "Thanks mayor," I said, waving goodbye to the man. I flew up into the sky and left a purple blaze as I sped to Townsville Prep.
It was well after school had ended, but there still were bunches of students still at the school. I descended and gazed at the castle like school. Although the school looked old fashioned, it was just as high tech as Pokey Oak's. Both of these schools are the highest ranking in everything, including sports. I walked into the school, whose doors were wide open just begging for me to go inside. The halls were so clean I could see my face in everything-except the walls of course. I went into the first classroom on my left. It was just as big as the journalism classroom, and that classroom is huge. Based on the equipment and the type of tables, I assume this was some sort of science class, maybe Chemistry. I walked into 5 other classrooms and each one was more deserted than the beach after a shark sighting. I decided to go to the gym, maybe a sports team was practicing.
After at least half an hour of searching, I found their gym. I heard a lot of commotion going on inside, so I quietly opened the door and walked inside. It looked like the cheerleaders were arguing with the majorettes. One of them noticed me and screeched, "Who are you!" I walked up to them. "You look lost, first time here?" one of the girls asked with an evil smirk. I replied, "Yeah, actually I am looking for someone." "Who?" she asked. I pulled out my laptop form my bag and played the footage with the boy's voice. "That sounds a lot like that cheerleader, Bubbles, from Pokey," one of the other girls said. "I know that, but who is the boy?" I asked. "Oh, that's Blitz," she replied. "Who is that?" I asked, very confused. "You must truly be new here," the first girl said. "I don't go to this school," I finally told them. "What school do you go to then?" she eyed me suspiciously, "Don't say Pokey or else you are in for a rude awakening." "Pokey," I smirked. "A Pokey shouldn't be here!" the second girl yelled. All of the other girls looked scared, even the first one. "Why is everyone so shaken?" I questioned. "You don't want to be here if you are a Pokey. The boys will tear you up." "I'm not leaving till I find this Blitz guy," I said firmly. "We'll tell you where he is as long as you don't tell him who told you," another girl said. I agreed. They gave me the directions and a good luck.
I found myself on the field of the school, a place I've been to many times for previous game footage. The football team was practicing their plays. I sat on the bleachers and watched. These boys were god, especially number 17. Not before long, their practice ended and the coach left. "Guys, we are so whooping Davidson Highschool's asses tomorrow," one of them bellowed. The whole team cheered and agreed. I couldn't make out any of their voices, they were too jumbled together. "Hey, who are you?" a boy asked me, catching me off guard. "Me?" I asked stupidly. "Well, yeah," he replied with a 'duh' tone. I gulped. "My name's um, well uh," I stumbled with my words. Half of the guys were already in the locker room, the other half stared at me. "Oh, leave the girl alone Tanner," another boy said. Tanner? As in Tanner Wilde? The star quarterback for their team. "Tanner Wilde?" I asked in a soft voice. "Oh, so you've heard of me, good," he smirked. "So what's your name?"
"Wait, isn't she that Powerpuff?" a rather familiar voice asked. I turned my head to see who he was. "Blitz?" I asked louder. "How do you know my name?" he asked. Oops, I don't want to rat out those girls. "My sister," I lied. "Bubbles?" he asked me. "Yeah, her," I said in the most awkward way ever. "So, you're a Pokey?" Tanner questioned. "Bunny Utonium, one of the Powerpuffs," Blitz said. "How did you?" I trailed. "So you are here to spy on us and steal our plays?" Tanner questioned. "No, I am not, I swear," I said, my voice trembling with fear. "Why are you so scared, I thought you were some superhero?" Tanner smirked, getting most of the boys to laugh. The boys circled around me. "What's going on!" a voice yelled outside the circle the boys enclosed me in. "Damn," I heard Tanner mutter.
A hole opened up in the circle and I got a full view of the person who stopped them. He was tall and had an impressive physique. His tangerine hair was tied in a pony tail and had a backwards cap over it. He was wearing a blood red hoodie and black jeans. His eyes were a burning red and his lips were curved into a frown. "Is this what is causing the commotion?" he asked gawking at me. ''I am not a this!" I yelled. Everyone around me went silent. "Sorry," he apologized. "Thank you," I said, crossing my arms over my chest. "So why are you here?" he asked. "I came looking for a boy, but I found him, so I'll be on my way." I grabbed my bag and started to float when he grabbed my leg and pulled me down. "I don't want trouble, especially involving a Powerpuff, but if you tell anyone our plays, you're dead," he threatened. "Trust me, I wouldn't dream of doing that," I said. "Dude, why are you letting this Pokey go?" Tanner asked, pushing me. I leaned a bit but caught my balance in time. "Tanner, don't provoke her, you won't like a Powerpuff when they are angry," the red-head cautioned his teammate. "I don't care," Tanner said, picking my up by my collar.
My eyes now glowed a glistening purple as I prepared to blast him. "Wait, don't!" Brick said. "Tanner, put her down." "Sorry dude, can't," Tanner smirked. He lifted me higher and threw me straight to the ground. I screamed in pain as my side hit the bleachers. "Tanner, dude!" another teammate yelled. I saw a green streak in the sky head towards me. It was Buttercup. "My super hearing picked up a rather provoking sound," Buttercup said," My sister screaming is not something I like to hear." I tried to smile, but the pain was shooting everywhere throughout my body. In just five seconds, two other streaks followed behind her; pink and blue. "Bunny are you okay?" Bubbles said, crawling up to me. I nodded, but the pain was excruciating. "I told you not to provoke a Powerpuff, but you did," the red-head told Tanner. Blossom was in a lab coat and goggles, still wearing her gloves. "Sorry I didn't come sooner, the chemicals I was working with would've exploded if I didn't tend to them," Blossom apologized. As Bubbles tended to me, Blossom and Buttercup turned to the boys. "So who was it?" Buttercup yelled. The whole team gave up Tanner to the hands of the devil(aka Buttercup). Blossom laughed, "Dang, your whole team sold you out Tanner." Buttercup smirked and grabbed him by the collar and dragged him to who-knows-where.
I got up, my side still hurting really bad. "Are you sure you'll be alright?" Bubbles asked for the fiftieth time. "Yeah, I'll be fine, hey, don't you have important stuff to do today?" I asked her. "Originally my group and I were going to meet up to write our story, but after what happened in class, I sure as hell not going anywhere Briam will be," Bubbles explained. "I have business to handle here, so you guys leave," I told her and Blossom. Blossom took it as a signal I could handle myself and Bubbles just sighed and left. I took a deep breath. Wrong move Bunny! It hurt like hell just to sigh! I groaned in pain and tried to pick my bag, but that made everywhere hurt again. I hope Buttercup finishes soon 'cause it turns out I should've taken Bubbles's offer to help. Blitz grabbed my bag and handed it to me. "Thanks," I said, smiling weakly. I slowly ascended only 5 feet above the ground, before I started moving in a slow pace back home.
After leaving the campus grounds, I decided to just walk the rest of the way home. I stopped at a Starbucks and sat by the window. I pulled out my laptop and started researching about "Blitz". Everyone knows search engines only see about 3% or so of the full internet. My technology however was modified, by me, to be able to search the whole web. I can see files and things that even the government may be able to see. Does it make me a criminal? Not exactly. But it does make me an expert in tech and hacking.
'Blitz'
Blitz R. (Last name unknown)
School Affiliations:
Homeschooling for 6 years
Enrolled at Townsville Preparatory School since 9th grade
A's and B's- see full detailed report here
Master at technological studies and robotics
Commonly known as The Getter- see full detailed report here
The Getter is what popped out for me. Why is he called the getter? I clicked on the hyperlink.
The Getter
Blitz R. is called The Getter. He reads in between the lines of what people say to figure out the weirdest but truest facts about them. He can easily identify another person's weaknesses and insecurities with just a conversation. Not only can he find their weakness and exploit them, he can find their strengths and turn them against that person. He has been said to affiliate with dangerous villains to give them details about heroes all over the world. However, it has not been found if he has ever exploited any of the Powerpuffs to Townsville villains. Just recently, it was said that he figured out the Pokey Oaks football game play and has told his school. Many speculate he found this information out when witnesses saw him hitch a ride with Powerpuff, Bubbles Utonium- see full detail profile for this person here. If you or anyone you know has ever come in contact with him, pray he wasn't paying that much attention to you or else you may become a pawn to him in his chess game. -Source of info: B.I.J
So this is why the whole school was freaking out today. Shit. If this is true, that means the school is going to lose our game against them. I am so going to get revenge, but how? I don't know enough about him. But I do know where he lives thanks to the GPS on my camcorder. Time to get some info on this asshole. I got up, forgetting my pain for 5 seconds, and crashed back down. My side hurts so much! I braced through it and left the shop.
I walked a good 40 minutes to get home. I needed Epson salt and a warm bath pronto.
As I sat inside the bathtub, my laptop was floating on the water, and I was looking through Blitz's files. I saw a school picture of him. He was tall- apparently 5'9. He had wavy, golden brown hair. Although his soft smile said kindness, I could see through those piercing, dark purple eyes, he was evil; pure and awful evil. But I had to admit he looked cute, in a devilish way.
I got up and wrapped myself in a towel. I looked inside the lightly fogged mirror. It was then that I realized how we both look a bit alike. Our hair color was the same, our skin tone, even our eyes were in a similar shade; mine being a bit lighter than his. He on the other hand was taller than me by 4 stupid inches. We both have dimples when we smile; I honestly hate that I have dimples. Everyone is always like "You're so adorable with your little dimpled cheeks!" Yes, thank you for praising two holes in my face. And even with that, I still have never been on a date, not that I need one. I just want something to do with my Fridays and Saturdays besides hacking into sensitive government information.
I walked out of the bathroom and went into my room to turn the TV on. It was on the news channel. "In more exciting news, Townsville will see it very first circus production coming up very soon," said the female anchor. I already know this; it's on my blog after all. "That's right Hannah, the Morbucks family is fully funding the circus and to inspire young people to get more active, it's only open to those who are 10 through 18," the male anchor continued for her. "Now to sports," Hannah said, switching it to the sports anchor guy. "Good afternoon Townsville!" he boomed. "My name is David O' Riche, and today Townsville's most prestigious college is going against Cityville's own." "It's to be a game to remember between these rivaling schools,'' he said, "Townsville's Townheard College and Cityville's Kapper Lee College." "Join us Friday at 10 to see live broadcasting of the game." At that point I turned the TV off. "Ugh, so boring, so yesterday," I said.
There was a knock at my door. "Who is it?" I asked, knowing it will just be one of my sisters, who will barge into my room. "It's Bubbles, are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine, the pain is practically gone," I told her. "Can I come in?" she asked. "Yeah."
She walked into the room and sat down on my bed. My room was so filled with technology, the bed was probably the only place you could sit comfortably. "What's up?" I asked. 'Why did you go to Townsville Prep?" she asked me. "I wanted to find out who this guy was and why he was a big deal," I explained, "I hate seeing my sisters get hurt, I've always been that way, even before the 'accident'," I smiled. Tears formed in her baby blue eyes. "I'm sorry you went all the way to that stupid school just for that," she apologized. "Don't apologize, none of this is your fault Bubbles, I promise," I assured her. She smiled at me. "Are you in any mood to see any animals?" she asked. "After today, hell yeah, just let me put on some clothes," I said.