Boomer:A New Life
Chapter 11:Back to Square one,Hell
Hey guys!This is the last chapter!I never thought I would get here but I did!I finally put it out of that script format like some people wanted me to.Thanks to my friend PPGBelle4,I've gotten through some of the part of the next story.PPGBelle is now the co-writer of these fics so some of the credit should go to her.Ok,Lets get on with the last chapter of this story!
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Brick smiled, with a cold gleam in his eye, as I released myself to him. He raised his knife and cut Bubbles' hand a little. I stared at her
hand with terror, which was spilling out with her blood. Drops of blood seemed to fall so slowly, and painfully as well, as if time was
slowed down. Brick took a few drops into a small bottle and chuckled.
"What the hell are you doing?!," I demanded. I began to charge at Brick, but he grabbed my fists and stopped me.
"None of your business, Booms, it's just something that father always wanted..."
"Father? Wha-?"
I stopped, and then it hit me. Him, I should have known. Brick has beenmore loyal to Him then ever since I left, I suppose. Brick snapped his fingers and I was suddenly in chains. I tried to break free with my super strength, but it wouldn't even loosen, or crack at all.
I gasp as I recognize the metal. "Duranium!" I spat, glaring at Brick.
"Correct. That had to be the only time I've ever seen you use your brain,'' Brick replied, grinning.
Brick began to laugh, cold and heartless. It sent chills down my spine, and made my feel even more insecure. I try to hide it, and just glare
at him. He then took my arm, roughly. All I could see was fire surrounding me as we were teleported, until I saw my old home. Hell. Brick
walked along in the lead, with a confident stride. Everything was going perfectly for him in his own way. I walk slowly behind him, head hanging downward.
"Well, that was pathetic." He said.
I kept my mouth shut, not wanting to say a word.
"Not talking, eh?," he asked, now turning toward me. He grabs me roughly at the shoulders, and shakes me like a rag doll.
"Why should I? I'm going down a path I want to avoid!" I managed to gasp out.
Brick stopped shaking me, and looked at me right in the eye. I started back.
"What path? This is your destiny! Why do you think we were even created Booms? Our purpose was to destroy the Powerpuffs, not join them….or even…love them!" he finally spat out with disgust.
Brick frowned at me. I kept my head down once again, so I didn't have to look into his glowing, cold red eyes any longer. He kicked me in
the stomach and I fell to the floor with a thud. I groan in response.
"What's the matter, Boomer? Am I too tough for ya?" he teased.
Oh, that voice! it reminded me of the days when I was five. Well, I wasn't that Boomer any longer!
"Never." I responded, breathing heavily. I get up slowly, and look at him again.
"Then prove it! Fight me!" he challenged.
"No."I snap.
"Why? Are you scared?" he said, in a fake baby voice.
"Of course not!" I said. My face was grim now, with my mouth in straight line.
"Then prove it!" he demanded.
I shook my head. "No. I don't want to even bother, because then I would go to your pitiful, low level.I said, with a hint of anger in my voice.
As if he was a switch, Brick went from cold and mean, to being really pissed. He then grabbed me.
Brick hauls off and lands three devastating punches, sending me flying into a big boulder. While I was down, he then zaps with his
eyebeams,hitting me dead in the center. I scream in anguish as they came in contact with my skin, burning me. I get propelled across the
ground,touching down and bouncing up again like an airplane landing on a long strip of land. I skid to a stop.
This continued repeatedly. He battered me into walls, crushed my face, broke almost every bone in my body, but I didn't even care. All I
wanted was Bubbles back. I didn't have the soul to even care about Brick's punches.He was fed up with me. He finally stopped, and held
me roughly by the shoulders again. I barely had my eyes barely open.
"You chicken. I'm surprised you're still alive," he said. "Better call Father." He took in a deep breath. "FATHER!" he called.
I spit out blood and fell to the ground, beaten. I didn't care about my state. All I wanted was Bubbles. A dark figure appeared right beside
me and smiled. It was Him.
"Boomer..." he said, looking down at me with distaste. He then looks up at Brick. "Ah, Brick! Bring him to the lab. We have some
experiments to do." He commanded.
"Yes, Father." Brick replied, grinning.
They both chuckled loudly, as every mad villain should as I fell slowly into unconsciousness…
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Not the best ending huh?Thought not.Anyway,I'll be putting the sequal in Butch:More Than A Follower.
I will delete the first chapter,and add a new one when I get the chance.EVERYONE THANK YOU FOR COMMENTING ON THIS GREAT STORY,AND I HOPE YOU'LL LIKE THE SEQUAL JUST AS MUCH!!!R&R PLZ AND DON'T FORGET TO READ THE SEQUAL!!!