Dam, not one single review. boohoo . Not that I blame anyone. I gotta say, I was very disappointed in how the last chapter terned out. The first couple of parts of this story will be pretty dull, but I really hope to finish this it. Like I said, this is my first story, so it's crappy. In this chapter, I'm sorta winging it, so... might be weird. I bet you thought the shady guy is some tall, spooky person (at least, that's how I imagined him). Well, when I started this chapter, I decided to make him an actual character from the show; and you'll find out who if you read this, and I'm honored if you are. By the way, if you were thinking the intro about being trapped and the kidnapping was connected, guess again. The real secret behind it is much more dramatic.

The Crusumcrush Girls

Chapter 2-Searching&Finding What?

Claire screamed and thrashed about in the man's arms, that were struggling greatly to keep her under control. He was only a bit taller them her, so it was much more of a battle then expected. The man dragged her down the deserted ally way over to a dumpster, were he kicked the lid open, and pulled out some rope, duck tape, a smelly sock, and a big potato bag (empty). The mysterious kidnapper pinned Claire's front to the ground and crushed his knees on her wrist to hold them in place as he quickly through the stinky sock in her mouth, and duck tape over it to keep her from ejecting it. Once she was gaged, he pulled the rope around her middle with much difficulty due to her violent wiggling, trying to get out of his grasp. He became very impatient, and pulled a weird looking gun.

"Stay still or I'll shoot!" he threatened in a deep and angry voice. Though she was afraid, Claire couldn't help but laugh under the gag. She didn't expect him to shoot because a criminal wouldn't kill his captor as soon as he got them, and even if he did, that weapon looked very fake. Like a squirt gun or a cheep hair dryer. But laughing was a big mistake. Her muffled giggles turned to shrieks of pain as some sort of incredibly painful ray shot at her face from the gun. It stopped quickly, but the sting continued to serge trough her head. "And that was on level 1. Now, will you cooperate? Or will I have to crank it to level 10?"

Claire nodded weakling that she would stay still. As the stranger tied her, she tried to get a look at the his face. It was much to dark to make out the face. He was wearing a long coat that went down to his feet, and a (very tall) business hat that shadowed his face even more. All of a sudden, the street lights had finally switched on for the night. Not enough light got in the ally, but there was just enough light for Claire to see a bit of green skin and a gleam of a pair of narrow, pink eyes. The unknown stranger got to his feet and stuffed Claire in the potato sack, which he through over his shoulder and ran out of the ally way to who-knows-were.

meanwhile at the Utonium's residents:

"Bubbles! Get the fick out of the bathroom! You've been in there for twenty minutes, and I have to pee!" Buttercup shouted through the locked bathroom door, bouncing up and down to distract her full bladder.

"Just one more min. I'm doing my hair," Bubbles replied calmly at the other side.

"You don't need to fix your hair before bed you prissy!"

"Oh yes I do. My Barbour says I need to brush my hair with 500 strokes every morning, noon, and night or I'll get split ends".

"Bubbles, you can brush you hair in the bedroom! If you don't let me in there in two seconds, I'll have to piss on Octi instead!" Buttercup bluffed, knowing the toilet was in the bag.

"You wouldn't dare," Bubbles voice became sharp and serious.

"Wanna bet? I'm getting him right now." As expected, Bubbles thrust the door open, and came flying out with a huffy frown on her face.

"I'm telling the Professor!" and flew off. Buttercup was too desperate to care. Just as she was about to race to relief, Blossom came out of their bedroom, looking alert.

"Buttercup, where's Bubbles? The mayor just called. He said he got a call saying someones daughter never came home from school," Blossom said in her serious tone.

"Here I am." Bubbles appeared from down the hall. She gave Buttercup another frown. "You're lucky the Professor's busy".

"Let's go!" Blossom ordered as she began to fly toward the ceiling.

"Can't it wait? I really gotta go".

"No time, Buttercup. Who knows what could be happening to that poor girl right now". Blossom and Bubbles made a huge hole in the ceiling. Buttercup sighed and fallowed.

"So, were are we going?" Bubbles asked as they flew through the night sky.

"You look west of town. Buttercup, you take east. I'll search north. If you finish and not find anything, go scan south. If you do find something suspicious, send the spark signal in the sky." Blossom ordered.

"What if their not outside, smart one?" Buttercup asked in a sarcastic tone.

"The FBI are taking care of that. Now go." The three powerpuffs separated into their assigned directions.

Bubbles flew over the park, but only found a bunch of squirrels and raccoons that she happily greeted.

Buttercup searched the east side of town, which had an open juice bar that she excitedly tried to use the restrooms of, but unfortunately, it was for paying customers only. Out desperation, she bought a fruit punch that had a discount on size XX-XL.

Blossom scanned China Town that was still awake, but had a robbery in a fancy hotel she had to stop. When she was finished, a Siamese cat was stuck in a tree. After that, a giant Chinese dragon attacked. And then... well, you know. Lots of bad stuff.

meanwhile in the center of Townsville:

Claire's kidnapper had finally dragged her up a ridiculously high and steep staircase that was not a very pleasant climb for either of them. It was very painful and frightening for Claire with the continuous thumping, stabbing, and tumbling of it all, and it was very stressful for the short kidnapper with the joint popping struggle of the heavy sack of the helpless girl, and the frustration of accidentally dropping her and having to run all the way down the stairs after her and start over when they were almost there. But it was all over in around a half hour sense the start.

The sweating man throw the sack containing Claire with all the energy he had left, on a lumpy couch with springs popping out of the corduroy cloth, piercing her in the spine. It was a few minutes of panting and resting to restore energy for them both before the bag Claire was stuck in opened, and she was roughly grabbed by the head and pulled out. She winced at the light she was not yet used to from being in an enclosed potato sack in the night time for thirty minutes.

As she allowed herself to adjust to the brightness, she realized she was being untied. And heard some grumbling as it was done.

"Accursed stairs... grumble... I must remember to install an elevator as to not make myself tiered. For if I make myself tiered due to my lack of effortless transportation, for I must use my energy to take over the world, I will not be able to take over the world... without being tired." (I'll bet you can guess who the kidnapper is now, right?)

'Yowza. Who the heck is this weirdo?' Claire thought to herself before..."YOWCH!" the chatty person ripped the duck tape of her skin. As she screamed, the sweaty sock tumbled out of her mouth and slapped on her lap, soaking her skirt with saliva. She rubbed the sore, red mark left around her mouth. She starred at the one who had almost tore her face off, he was some kind of monkey it looked like. He was no longer wearing the shadowy uniform. Now he was dressed in a blue sleeve-less top, with a white belt, a long, purple cape, white gloves and boots, and an odd helmet that was Beavis and Butthead style.

"Now, child, I will explain my reasoning for you bringing you here. My ingenious explanation for napping you kid (grammar error, but it sounds like 'kidnapping', so deal), is that I, Mojo Jojo (did you guess right?), greatest villain in the universe, have hatched an ingenious plan, to... Hey you rotten kid! What do you think you are doing?" Claire had been interested in the kitchen through the green chimp's endless words. She looked up from the open frig at Mojo with chocolate something smeared all over her face, and lodes of other half eaten foods bundled in her arms, and spread all over the once clean floor. "My pudding! You fool, that was my last pudding cup! And you've sabotaged my delectables!"

"Sorry, I didn't eat much at lunch and I was hungry. If it makes you feel any better, I didn't finish anything. I just took a little of each snack you've got." Claire tried to reason with the infuriated monkey.

"CURSES YOU SNOT NOSED BRAT!! Now you've infested all my food with you're sticky fingers and unwanted spit! Clean it up I say. Clean it up NOW!"

Claire quickly swept the food she soiled and throw them out the window(?)

outside the fortress

"Man, we've been searching Townsville for over a half hour, and still nothing. I wonder were she could possibly-UGH!" Blossom had finished her heroic deeds in China Town, and was passing by the volcano in the center of town as she headed south when a pile of discarded food fell from nowhere and landed on her head. "Groooosss. What's trash doing falling from the sky like that?" She looked up at Mojo's lair on the top of the volcano. 'Darn that crazy Mojo. His litter will take days to wash out of my hair.'

She flew up to the small dome to give that litterer a piece of her mind. She peeked throw one of the many windows and saw a nervous and chocolate coated Claire confronted by an angry looking Mojo Jojo. 'Of course. Why didn't I suspect this before?' Blossom backed away from the window, and shot a pink firework in the air, and waited for her sisters arrival.

inside the fortress

"Now, may I offer you a beverage? You must be thirsty after all that food." Mojo said in a suspiciously polite tone, holding out a tray with a glass of what looked like coke or something placed atop it.

"No thanks." Claire said simply.

"Are you sure? You had that old sock in you're mouth. Don't you want to wash out the taste?"

"That food was enough to get it out."

"This is my very own recipe."

"That's nice, but I'm not thirsty."

"Oh come now. Just a sip?"

"Mm-mm"

"Please?"

"Nope."

"Oh for Pete's sake! Just drink it!"

"OK, OK. Don't bust a lung. Jeez." Claire picked up the glass and examined the liquid within it. It had a blackish brown color to it and was neither cold nor warm, just... blah. It was bubbling. Not in a fizzy soda way, in a bubbling magma way. It was thick and grimmy looking. Yuk. She gave it a sniff and quickly grabbed her nose in discuss. The strange concoction stunk of burnt rubber and rotten onions. She looked around the large room for a near by window or a plant pot or something to dump this in while Mojo wasn't looking. The couch she sat in was a bit far from all the round windows surrounding her, and there wasn't a plant modal in sight, or anything else she could rid this crap in inconspicuously. Even if there was, Mojo was watching her like a hawk, waiting and making sure she drank it.

Claire sagged down the couch so she had her back laying down. She rested her head on the couch cushion and lifted the glass up to her mouth, but made sure the drink didn't enter. She poured it out onto the side of her face into the couch's old cloth. The tar like substance crawled slowly down her cheek, making her skin tingle uncomfortably. Mojo had this creepy, evil grin as it looked to him from his view, she was drinking it right up.

"Yes, yes, yes." Claire glanced at the big headed chimp a weird look as she was finishing 'drinking' the disgusting muck. He was most definitely up to something.

Once the glass was empty, she quickly whipped her cheek clean of the remains, and covered the stenchy stain she made in the couch with the cushion she was lying on and sat up strait.

"Mmm, tasty." Claire lied as she licked her lips and put the glass back on the tray. "Can I go now?" Mojo broke out in a maniacal evil laugh.

"No you may not. In fact, you'll never be leaving again! Muhahahaha!" Mojo cackled. "What you just drank there, was nuclear powered toxic mixed with Chemical X! Now, when I activate it, it will infuse in you're body, and you will serve me as my super powered servant! You will do my bidding, and all that I command of you!" Mojo took out this remote and pushed a big red button. Claire felt a small vibration from under her. "And my first order is, destroy the Powerpuff Girls!"

meanwhile outside

"Were are those two?" Blossom crossed her arms impatiently, searching the starless night sky. As if on que, two streaks of light green and baby blue came from east and west towards her. Blossom frowned. "Were on Earth where you?"

"Sorry Bloss. I came as soon as I could." Blossom looked at the shameful Bubbles, and noticed her dress was strangely lumpy looking. "Um... Why are you covered in trash?"

"Mmmph!" Blossom turned her attention to Buttercup, not bothering to answer Bubbles. Her face was as shiny as the moon reflecting in the Townsville bay, from sweat. She was biting her lower lip and had her eyes shut tight. She was also twitching tremendously and was clutching her groin with her legs bent.

"What's up with you?" Blossom questioned her sister.

"Mmmmmmmmppphhhhhh!" Buttercup screamed from between her teeth. "Stupid... Juice Bar... Wanted... restroom... pay only... Big juice... need to go... bad... Really long line... no pee... for me..." She managed to squeeze out.

"I see. Bubbles, what are you hiding under there?" Blossom switched back to her other sister.

"I... I don't know what you're talking about." Bubbles tried to use an innocent voice, but it turned out as a shill squeak. Better yet, the lumps under her dress began to move!

"Bubbles, let them out." Blossom said disappointedly.

"But I-" Blossom gave her a strict look. "Oh... OK." Bubbles lifted the rim of her blue dress and 3 squirrels and a raccoon crawled out and rested on her shoulders and head. "Please Blossom? Can we please take them home?"

"I wish we could Bubbles, but you know what the Professor says when you bringing home pets, especially wild ones. Now, put them back were they belong." Blossom maturely stated.

"Ohhh... It's not fair..." Bubbles set the animals down to the ground, said good-bye, and returned to her sisters sides.

"OK, I figured out that Mojo Jojo has kidnapped Claire, Their in there right now."

"What does Mojo want with Claire?" Bubbles asked.

"I don't know, lets go find out." Just as Blossom finished her sentence, a loud rumble was heard from inside Mojo's lair. "What in the world is that?" The 3 girls (with Buttercup falling a bit behind due to her condition) crashed threw the ceiling and were amazed at what they saw.

Sorry about the cliffhanger again. I was going to put more in this chapter, but I accidentally erased it, and it was a lot, so I was to lazy and irritated to do it again. I'm unsatisfied with this chapter too. But it's just a fanfic so I'm not gonna write a classic that I put my heart and soul into. PLEASE REVIEW! Even if you don't like it, I'll take flames, just let me know you people are alive out there!