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Blossom walked through the hallways of her school, her sisters on both sides of her. As they walked by, everyone stepped out of their way. Not out of fear, but respect.

Blossom smiled at their generosity, and turned her head to her blue- eyed sister.

"Today's gonna be a good day, Bubbles. I can tell." Blossom said, and turned her head back in the direction of where she was going.

Bubbles eyebrows scrunched together in confusion, and she turned to her green-eyed sister. Buttercup simply shrugged, and gestured to follow Blossom, who was now grabbing books out of her locker gracefully.

They leaned on the lockers next to Blossom's, casually.

Buttercup watched her sister's actions. She seemed extra happy today, and when she dropped a book on the ground, she giggled to herself and picked up.

Interesting...

"Who's the guy?" Buttercup voiced her thoughts.

Blossom probably had another crush; it wasn't uncommon. The only problem was, the guys she was interested in never returned the feelings.

Blossom was a beautiful girl, with long auburn hair flowing to her slender waist, and light pink eyes that were a strangely appealing combination of kindness and ferocity. To put it simply, she was a gorgeous girl.

But, she was a gorgeous girl with super powers.

Guys didn't really like the idea of dating a girl who was a thousand times stronger than them.

Blossom shook her head. Her gently curled hair swayed back in forth, gathering the attention of many students walking by. She seemed to not notice the attention, and smiled at her sisters blissfully.

"No guy." Bubbles raised her eyebrows.

"No guy?" She seemed to share the same thoughts as Buttercup.

Blossom laughed, and began to walk toward homeroom. Her sisters followed.

"Nope." She confirmed.

"Then why do you think today's so special?" Bubbles asked, trying to keep up with her sister, who was practically skipping.

Blossom shrugged, a small smile still present. "I can just tell, i guess."

And with that, she entered homeroom and left her sisters to stare at the now closed door, confused stares planted on their features.

It was now lunchtime, the morning being rather uneventful. Bubbles and Buttercup were still mildly confused on their leader's behavior, but more or less let it drop. They currently sat at their table by the window, taking bites out of their lunches every now and then. Blossom stared out the window, a look of concentration and worry on her face.

Bubbles sat next to her, watching her stare at nothing for a couple of minutes before turning to Buttercup.

"What do you thinks wrong with her?" She asked, playing with her chicken salad. Buttercup shrugged, taking a bite of her sandwich.

"Dunno." She said with her mouth full. Bubbles cringed at the sight. Buttercup directed her attention to her older sister. "Hey, Bloss! Ya in there?" She waved a hand in her face. Blossom blinked and tore her gaze from the window.

"What?" She asked innocently, sitting up straighter. Buttercup smirked.

"We were just wondering if you'd like to return to earth anytime soon; your foods getting cold." Blossom looked down at her bowl of pasta. Her cheeks reddened.

"Oh, sorry." Bubbles giggled.

"Don't worry about it. What were you thinking about so seriously though?" She asked, popping a cherry tomato into her mouth. Blossom looked out the window briefly, before returning her gaze to her sisters.

"Well, you know how i was saying i had a feeling it was gonna be a good day earlier?" She asked. The girls nodded urgently; they were hoping for an explanation for their sister's previous behavior.

"I was just thinking...how the last time i had that sort of feeling, something er, bad happened." She said, fidgeting with her hands. She decided to leave out what exactly had happened; she didn't want to worry them. Because the possibility of them showing up again was highly unlikely.

They seemed to be contemplating what the bad thing was, but never actually asked. Blossom thought it might be because they didn't really want to know. She didn't blame them. If Blossom thought it was bad, it was bad.

So instead they just waited patiently for Blossom to continue.

"Don't worry though, the possibility is very low. All i want you girls to do is keep your guard up, and be prepared for anything. Just in case."She added the last part to try to calm them down, but it didn't really work.

Bubbles was tearing apart a piece of chicken with her fork, her face trying to look passive, but looking as if she would burst into tears. Buttercup simply ate away at her sandwich nervously. Blossom remained her composure and looked confident, but on the inside she was biting her nails and ripping her hair out. It's not possible, It's not possible. She kept repeating that sentence over and over, trying to believe it.

Was it possible?

Brick cracked his knuckles and rolled his neck, smirking evilly as he did so. He and his brothers were currently in Him's lair, also known as, Hell. His brothers stood beside him; Butch jumping up and down in anticipation, Boomer rubbing his neck awkwardly. Him paced back in forth in front of them.

"Alright boys, it begins today." Him's feminine voice turned ferocious at the end of the sentence. The boys didn't even flinch at his change in tone. They had grown use to it. Instead, they smiled wickedly and nodded their heads once in unison.

Him continued. "You are to not slip up once; you know the punishments for that, correct?" He growled. They nodded in unison once again, their faces determined.

Him nodded in approval. "Good. Now... no matter what happens, you will go through with the plan. Any hesitation, and you know what will happen to you. No hesitation on my end." He said with a psychotic smile.

The smile, was not what made Brick worried. Nor the warnings, or threats. It was the contents of what Him was referring to. Hesitation? No matter what happens? Why wouldn't they go through with the plan? What did Him know that they didn't? Questions swam around in his head, and they eventually formed into one large question.

What was going to happen to them?

Blossom sat in History, her nails drumming against her desk as the teacher spoke in monotone about the Cold war.

She tried to hold onto her last bit of sanity as she stared out the window across the room. After lunch, she had parted from her sisters, telling them to just relax, and be safe. Once they were gone, Blossom had sighed loudly, and punched a locker. She promised to pay for the students destroyed contents, and rushed off to her next class, hoping it would clear her head.

It didn't.

What if they did come back? Would they be the same? Blossom rolled her eyes. Of course not. She and her sisters haven't seen them in over 5 years. They were bound to change at least a little. But what if they were stronger than them now, and they were over powered? Blossom would not be humiliated like that again. No, she would not. She promised herself that if it came down to that, her and her sisters would come out alive.

Blossom sighed, and rubbed her temples. She was looking into something that probably wasn't even likely.

Probably.

Maybe.

Hopefully?

Her thoughts were interrupted by the speakers screeching. The class winced and covered there ears, Blossom standing and searching the room instinctively. Seconds later the screeching stopped, and was replaced by the Principle's deep voice.

"Students and Faculty; the school will be cut short today due to a request from the town hall. Please gather your things and go home in a mature fashion. Thank you."

The silence that followed was filled with confusion and concern, before someone screamed, " Let's get outta here!"

The whole class erupted in cheers and bolted toward the door. Blossom stood in her spot. The Town hall? What did that have to do with anything? Her thoughts were paused as she felt her phone vibrate in her pocket. The proffesor. Blossom answered and began to walk out of the classroom; everyone had shoved their way out already.

"Blossom, gather your sisters and meet me at the town hall. This is serious." His voice was grim, and hoarse. Blossom panicked.

"Proffesor? What is it? What's wrong? are you okay?" Her voice was frantic as she talked to her possibly injured father, and searched for her sisters. It all seemed surreal. Wasn't she just zoning off in her class?

When he didn't respond, Blossom looked down and found that he hung up on her. Blossom began to breathe heavily. She had to find her sisters.

As she floated above the happy and oblivious teens, she searched for her sisters. "Buttercup? Bubbles?" She yelled.

"Over here!" Blossom looked in the direction of the voice, and saw Bubbles and Buttercup standing near the gate. Blossom zoomed over in a flash of pink.

"Girls we need to go to the Town hall. Now." Her voice was filled with authority.

Bubbles looked confused. "Blossom, What's going on?" Blossom huffed.

"I'll tell you later! Let's go!"

And with that, they were off.

Short, i know. But the next chapter will be rather long, because, well, i cant tell you ;)

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