Ok well this is my first story ever so I hope everything is good for you readers out there. Please review and give feedback. Thankees.
I don't own The Powerpuff Girls or any of Craig McCracken's creations
Chapter 1: Passing of Age
It was just a usual night in the city of Townsville. But on the outskirts in a small abandoned home there was quite a ruckus. Three teens sat staring at a forty inch plasma screen. They intently watched the moving cars on screen as they rapidly pressed buttons on their controllers.
"Come on…" one muttered.
He had black hair and a wild look in his eyes. He passed the blue car in front him and laughed darkly.
"Dude, no way!"
A blonde boy next to him gapped up at the screen.
"You losers are so…"
Suddenly a red car launched past them both and passed the finish line.
"What was that now?" A red haired teen, with a hat of the same color, sat between the other two smirking.
"Come on Brick, you said no cheating," the blonde exclaimed.
"I didn't dumbass," the red head spat. "I used shortcuts because unlike you I have a brain Boomer."
"Whatever leader boy," the raven haired boy muttered.
"Yeah like Butch said! Whatever man!" Boomer shouted.
"Screw this I'm going for a walk." Brick jumped up and headed for the door while his brothers proceeded to fight over his controller somehow thinking it was giving him an advantage over them. Shaking his head he headed out into the night.
It had been ten years since the Rowdyruffs had been "born." They and their powers had grown over time and they had gone from tiny terrors to teenage terrorists. Age gave them experience and had changed their outlooks and personalities. Boomer was just about the same; an idiot, a burnout. He was the kind of guy who would smoke a brick of grass every day. Butch however was much more dangerous now. He'd become much darker and more sadistic, reveling in the pain they rained down on their hapless victims. His short fuse made things worse and were it not for Brick being leader and reining him in, the green Ruff would have leveled the city by now.
The boys didn't associate much with their "fathers." They leaned more towards Him's mentality though rather than Mojo's idealism of world domination. It really didn't interest them seeing as how much work and effort it would be, not to mention the fact a triumvirate like them wouldn't exactly work as a ruling body.
Brick had become much more observant and cynical; he had to be as the leader after all. One thing he was interested in observing was the reactions and looks that people had when they saw him and his brothers. A shopkeeper expressed sadness when robbed because it meant lost income that he needed for his family. A bank teller showed fear both for his job and for his life which he felt was worth more than any amount of money being stolen. And the police looked furious and frustrated because they knew they were week and unable to do anything to stop the boys.
Brick wondered about something though…would they ever get what their rivals had? When people saw the Powerpuff Girls, their eyes lit up and they were happy. They respected them, cared for them, some even revered them.
As the brisk night air whispered past him, Brick reached an epiphany within himself. He wanted respect and happiness. Stealing and power made the brothers happy but they always wanted more. They stole to make themselves happy, but it was because they were no longer happy with what they had already stolen. It was an endless cycle, and he wanted to find something that would keep him happy for good….but what?
Well I hope you all like it so far I'll try to upgrade regularly. Please defer any questions comments or concerns into reviews. Thankees.