"I don't own the Powerpuff Girls or any related elements. They are elements of Cartoon Net Work. I also don't own Danny Phantom or his ghost powers or any related elements. They are elements of Nickelodeon."

Epilogue

P.S. "Phased" means that she is able to go through solid objects. Like Danny Phantom can do. But, I didn't steal that idea from that cartoon. I just thought it would be cool. For readers' information, I made this story up, before Danny Phantom. I just never posted it or proof read it till now.

She had finally got her "home" set up. Firstly, she drained the underwater cave of water. She put a bolder in front of the entrance and sealed itby melting it in, thus making a "natural" covering that would never fall off. She then phased through the rock and went inside the cave. She let out a fiery blast of pure energy, and the cave was dry in no time. There she set up all of her stuff like her bed and etc. She wanted electricity inside the cave, so she hooked up some electrical circuitry to power all the electric devices. Then, she made a fire place. She blasted through the roof of the cave a passage way for the smoke to flow and made the rest of the fireplace. She then had the running water issue. She set up a plumbing system and water devices to supply her "home" with running water. She now knew why her "dad" had wanted her to read those entire "How To..." manuals. They really had come in handy. She smiled a sad smile. Like her "dad" had said…she was abnormally gifted with knowledge beyond her years. A tear fell down her cheek. She had all of these gifts, but nobody would love her. Nobody would care for her. Nobody would be her friend. She let out a stifled whimper as she lay on her bed.

"You can't keep lying here and drowning your sorrows. You haven't eaten or drunken anything in two months. If you were a human, you would be dead. You need to show them that you can do good, that you can be loved, and that you are good enough for them. Show them what you're made of," whispered a voice inside her head.

A determined smile came on her face. She WOULD succeed and get Chaos. She WOULD be loved. She WOULD be accepted. She WOULD be good enough for them. She WOULD triumph. All she had to do was train. She had to get stronger. She had to be the best there was. She could always go back to her "parent's" house and take some spell books or power developing books like that. She could build her own danger grid. It would be a difficult task, but she was ready to take on anything.

She jumped off her bed. She phased through the roof of the cave onto the outside. She realized she couldn't fly (because of her pink streak), but she couldn't go into town without being recognized, so she easily solved that problem. She would have to do something she hadn't done in a long time. Steal. She hated stealing, but it was a emergency. That night she phased into the mall, and was able to keep it up till she got to the eye wear store. She stole a pair of blue contacts. She then phased herself out of the mall. She phased herself into the underwater cave and put in the contacts. She looked at herself in the mirror. That was good enough. Nobody would notice her now unless she flew or floated. She then went to sleep. She would go see them in the morning.

"NO! NONE OF YOUR EXCUSES! I CAN'T BELIEVE I EVER LOVED YOU! YOU ARE UGLY, STUPID, WORTHLESS, AND FAT! I HATE YOU! YOU'VE RUINED ME! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I WANT YOU DEAD! YOU HEAR ME! I WANT YOU DEAD!"

She awoke with a start. Tears ran down her face. Those words! She had heard them even since that day. That's why there were bags under her eyes. She was sleep deprived. How could you sleep if you kept on hearing that anyway? She shook her head and sighed. She was going to fix things…she had to. She showered in the shower she had stole and got dressed. She hated stealing, but what else could she do? She could never return until she was the best fighter out there. She phased through the cave roof, and landed in the forest. She walked out of the forest into the polluted city. The city had gone bad since she had left. Pollution, drugs, murders, villains, robberies, and rapes had gone off the charts since she had left. It was truly a slummy city now. Before she left that was just a myth. Now it was true and it was "her fault". She walked through the polluted streets.

"Hey baby. Put some of that sugar on my tongue," asked a drunken man. He looked in his 40's. He had an unshaven beard, and looked like he lived on the streets. His breath smelled of alcohol and meth. She pitied him. He was chained to his addiction. She ignored him and walked on.

When she finally reached the suburbs, she walked up to the Utonium household. She phased herself through the walls. She kept herself invisible, and walked into the lab. She about started to cry when she noticed Buttercup kissing him on the cheek, and he responding, "Thanks babe. I needed that." She missed him. She stifled a whimper and choked her tears back. She phased herself into the training room. She opened the up the secret compartment built into the Danger Grid. She got out the manual forbuildingthe DangerGridand phased out of the house. She threw it in a bush in the yard, and she phased back inside the house. She phased herself back in the lab. She remained invisible until Buttercup left. Then she made herself visible again.

"I screwed up. I'm so sorry. I promise I am going to make things better again…I promise," she said while stroking his cheek. She kissed him on the cheek.

"Get away," he said through the machine.

She kissed him one last time. She let her tears fall freely onto his cheek.

"I've missed you so much. Don't worry. I am going to fix this even if I have to give up my soul. I will make you better again… I promise."

"Promises are just words."

"You promised you would love me forever. You're right…promises are just words," she whispered.

With that she phased herself through the wall, and outside of the house. She picked up the manual and started to leave.

"I'll be back…I promise."

She walked to her home. Her auburn hair glistening in the sunset and a determined smile on her face, she had a job to do.

Reviewers:

I loved your reviews. For the insolent narcissist that said:

"Hmm,I think I chaange my mind about your story because,Brick That pathetick fucking bastard And You the writer of this story, Are you a blossom hater and a buttercup lover? HUH ? Well u better add some good things about blossom Or...Else, You Don't know what i can do when i'm furius i can,Make a fanfiction member and saying your story sucks 100 times and theres no way you stopping me Ahahahahaha"

I am a Blossom lover. No denying that. But, this story is MY story…not yours…MINE…not yours! I will write it how I want it to be whether you, the reader, likes it or not! And, I do not handle threats well. I can take flames, but not THREATS! That is so childish! I am beginning to wonder if you are five. Also, there is enough information to support that conclusion, because you can't type or for that matter, spell. I suggest typing and grammar lessons immediately. This story is made for the reader to make choices. For instance, you obviously side with Blossom. However, somebody else might side with Brick. As well, it will show you howtruly good and pureshe is. I like Blossom, but in this story the good guys get screwed, like in real life.

For my other reviewers, keep reviewing! I love reading your reviews! You all impact my story greatly. Much thanks mg56 for their first review! Good job! CamillaMB and Madame Fist, good reviews…as always! Thanks for review! I'm working on the sequel.

Yours truly,

Blossom4evah