A.N./ I'm switching the point of view of this story to third person omniscient because of personal preferences. When I started this fic it was for the purpose of challenging myself to write differently than usual and it was therefore only half-hearted. Now that I have actually gotten a positive review I plan to go full steam ahead with this story. I will now write to the very best of my ability, thanks for your time.
"Butch…. Boomer…Go home. You're outnumbered two to one." Brick floated a few feet away from his brothers, high in the air as he regarded them with a contemptuous glance. The girls floated some distance in the air behind him, arguing loudly. Well Buttercup and Blossom were. Bubbles only looked at them in despair as they squabbled. "He's a Rowdyruff! Nothing will ever change that damn it!" Buttercup argued fiercely against Brick's case. "No Buttercup! Contrary to popular belief, once a bad guy doesn't mean always a bad guy! There's something different about him this time Buttercup…I really think he means it." "The hell he does!" "Buttercup!" Blossom snapped at her sister for her choice of words. "What!?"
Brick shook his head in dismay. "How do they ever get anything done?" He wondered to himself before turning his attention back to his brothers. "I'd rather not get them involved in this…" As he mentioned the girls he jerked his thumb over his shoulder at them for emphasis. "Are you stupid or something, Brick!? We're going to fuck them up so bad that they'll never fucking WALK again let alone fight back for this shitty town!" Butch snapped at his former leader and brother viciously as Boomer just stared at Brick in a detached and uncaring way. As far as he was concerned he simply no longer had a third brother. Instead he had a new enemy to deal with, not that he cared. "I'm sorry to hear that Butch. You'll have to get through me to get to them. We both no you can't do that." Butch's short temper grew shorter still and any understanding that the brothers had come to previously evaporated from his mind.
"We'll see about that you jackass!" Butch charged his brother in blind fury, moving so fast he created a sonic boom behind him that sent the nearby Boomer spiraling away some distance. However, Brick's steely nerves and unending calmness allowed him to simply fly a foot away to the side, avoiding his enraged brother as though it were the simplest thing in the world. This was why he had been their unopposed leader for so long. He could outfight them both if he had to and he could outfight them one at a time without so much as breaking a sweat. The girls turned in silence from about ten yards away to watch the fight, Blossom cheering him on in silence and Buttercup scowling at the sight of Brick doing what he said he would. Brick was fighting against evil instead of with it.
Butch let fly his fists again and again but Brick easily dodged each attack with uncanny agility. Eventually Butch began to tire as sweat poured off of him in miniature rivers. He huffed and scowled at his brother as he bent over slightly, his hands on his muscular thighs. "Hold still damn you!" Brick raised an eyebrow and gave one of those chilling smirks of his that cried out his superiority. "Why would I do that? There's no telling where those hands have been!" Flushing with embarrassment and further rage, Butch charged the new hero again, but was dodged just as easily as before however this time he felt searing hot agony slam into his back and he was blown down toward the ground at an angle. He managed to halt himself about a foot from the ground and looked up to see Boomer smiling smugly up in the air above where they had been and to the far left of Butch who was none too happy that the oaf had gotten in the first shot.
"Damn it." Brick muttered as he gave the blue-eyed boy a dangerous scowl and began to slowly float back up to them. Boomer had always been one to use as little effort as possible to achieve his goals and fighting was no different for him. He always seemed to strike when his opponent was most vulnerable or the most distracted. The charred hole in the back of his shirt and the scorch marks on his back were proof enough of that. When Brick was at last eye-level with his dark haired brother he shot a brief glare at Boomer. His eyes were like red steel and the grinning blond faltered and moved away a few feet.
When Brick returned his attention to Butch he was once again charging at him like a bull, head down and fist pulled back to strike. He let fly his fist and once again was dodged but this time Boomer's energy blast was met by one of equal size and strength from Brick and the two canceled each other out leaving only heated air behind. Brick gave his blue-eyed bother another glare, which conveyed a clear message. Don't try that again or next time you'll have to pay for it. Boomer gave a sigh and rested his hands at his sides as he floated down to be level with his siblings.
Brick shook his head in dismay as Butch charged him again. "You always were hard headed, Butch." Brick stepped out of the way but this time raised a leg above his sibling as he began to turn around and Brick brought his foot down on the top of his skull, using about as much energy as he would for a small energy blast to enhance the strength and speed of the blow. The result was a sickening thud caused by the collision of foot with skull that sickened the girls (including buttercup though she only winced while the other two looked horrified) and knocked the green-clad villain out and sent him rushing to meet the asphalt below with startling speed.
Butch's limp form crashed into the street below with a deafening crash that sent shockwaves rolling through the town for about sixty feet, shattering windows. Boomer watched this distractedly like one watches a particularly boring movie and looked at Brick for a long time. It seemed like hours though in truth it was more like two minutes. Eventually he spoke four words and for him it was an amazing epiphany. "I can't beat you…" With that he floated down and lifted his defeated sibling from the wreckage of where he had landed and threw Butch's arm over his own shoulders and struggled up into the air with the burden, Butch's much larger frame dwarfing the blond carrying him. Boomer looked at his former brother with deep sadness written on his face before taking off with his heavy load, eventually disappearing from sight in the distance.
When Brick was completely sure his new allies were safe from the threat of his brothers he finally relaxed and slumped forward, exhausted mentally and physically. The girls slowly flew over to him and stared at him in subtle amazement, aside from Buttercup of course who purposefully avoided looking at him. Smoke rose in little tendrils behind him as he looked up at them and gave a half-smile in Blossom's direction. "How'd I do?" Blossom could barely restrain herself from throwing her arms around him when he smiled at her but she managed not to show it and simply smiled at him in return and nodded. "Excellent, Brick. You displayed excellent tactical ability, amazing agility and speed, and great strength and endurance." Buttercup turned and forced herself to look at the red haired hero-to-be when Blossom mentioned that last part with a look of irritation. "How did you do that?" Brick looked at Buttercup in confusion and remained silent. "The thing with the energy…. when you made you leg stronger." "Oh, that."
Brick gave her an arrogant grin despite the enormous amount of pain radiating from his back in surging waves of agony. "You mean you don't know?"
Buttercup had just begun warming up to the idea of Brick as an ally before he said that. Now she was furious. "If I knew how to do it I wouldn't have asked you! Asshole!" Brick simply continued to give her that arrogant grin of his before finally responding. "Well you see…it's more about skill than anything else so I'd need quite a while to tech you how. I f you could maybe not try to kick my ass for, oh say a month, then I might able to teach you." Buttercup's anger dissipated as her excitement over learning a new fighting technique came over her. "I think I can handle that if you can quit being an evil bastard." "Deal." Brick stated his agreement and started to extend his hand for her to shake before a particularly large wave of agony overwhelmed him and he blacked out. The last things he heard as unconsciousness took him were a few cheers from individual citizens of Townsville and Blossom's panicked voice as he was caught and whisked away somewhere in someone's arms. He smelled summer strawberries and then all was darkness.