Corrupted: Blossom's story

Chapter 4: Swimming

Blossom wrote in her notebook, her hair still vaguely damp from the shower. She closed the book, and closed her eyes. When she opened them again, a note lay under her slender fingers. She opened the note, and smiled briefly. It was another note from Brick.

Meet me in the hall. Bring a bathing suit and a towel.

Curiously, she went and selected a cute two-piece bikini, black, and designed with a multilayered butterfly design. Blossom grabbed a white, fluffy towel and headed out the door. She stepped downstairs, and glanced at the mirror. In a flash of inspiration, she tugged her hair out of its' customary ponytail. Her hair fell in waves to her ankles, shimmering like water, shining like fire. She drifted down the rest of the way. She smiled at Brick, her stomach fluttering nervously.

"Lovely," Brick murmured to her, as soon as she was in hearing. "Are you to be my temptress tonight?" He teased, watching her face flush scarlet. Before he could be smacked, he niftily pulled her into an embrace. "I'm jesting sweet, though you're succeeding fairly well." She blushed darker, as he led her out back; past the gardens (though she noticed he gave a wide berth to the spot the flower had been), and into a section she hadn't seen, in his rush to take her away from the now eerie blossom. She gasped with delight when a large swimming pool came into view. The floor of the pool was a mosaic, done to look like an ever-changing night, with twisting lights in every shade of red and gold. The ground was firm, slip-resistant, and colored like night.

"This is exquisite," She told her counterpart, "Thank you for bringing me here." Blossom slipped into the warm water, and without thinking, closed her eyes and swum around. She stopped when she noticed Brick was only knee-deep in the water. A few swift strokes brought her to his side. "Is something wrong?" she asked him worriedly. He shook his head.

"Just making a wish," he told her. "I caught sight of a shooting star and took advantage." She giggled, lying just so on the water. "What?" Brick asked grumpily. "Can't I do something ordinary without you giggling at me?" Blossom flashed him a dazzling smile.

"Aw, where's the fun in that?" She teased, giving an 'Eep!' of terror when he chased her.

"I'll get you for that," Brick growled, chasing the small fry of a powerpuff around in the water. He caught her, and tugged her underwater. Her eyes closed instantaneously, and her body was wrapped in a swirling cushion of air. "Sorry Bloss," he murmured, as the lights began to flash and distort, forming her first recollections as a living being. "But I have to."

Brick sat by the edge of the pool, his fingers swirling the memories that darted about near his fingers. He found the one he was looking for, four black-as-pitch memories, all old. They seemed to be tampered with, and Brick struggled with them, until he had them at their purest (Technically). Fire burned in one, shadows laughed in another, Mojo in another, and an unidentifiable purple girl danced in another. After a bit of rummaging, he understood her memories. The fire represented Him, the shadows her nightmares he plagued her with, Mojo the first person she felt she was betrayed by, and the purple was the former powerpuff that existed no more. He knew that the demon Him haunted her with dreams of her killing her siblings, but he didn't understand the reason for the girl. After a few times watching the recollection, he noticed something. Aside from her near murder of Mojo, during the mixing of the ingredients, a minuscule drop of her blood seeped into the mix. She had a blood bond, though it was unintentional.

"You scare me," He told the unaware figure of Blossom. She had felt the total maternal agony of watching someone who was almost entirely her daughter die, and killed by the creature who was her opponent. "Yikes," Brick muttered. He was glad he didn't deal with that. He hadn't sensed it because she had managed to warp her thoughts into a form that allowed her to not care, or remember, the thoughts. He banished the memories, resettling them back into their owner. He swam over, before pulling her up, assuming a slightly freaked out expression.

Blossom came around to see Brick's slightly scared look. "Is something wrong?" She said, sleepily, ad he carried her out of the water. "Brick, answer me," She demanded. She felt something warm drip down her skin. Blood swelled, and then slid across her skin. A light bubble of hysteria parted her lips slightly, and she clung tightly to him. "Make it stop," She begged, "Make it STOP!" Her voice rose to a scream.

She shot up in bed, breathing heavily. She glanced to her right, starting considerably when she noticed an eminent figure in her bed. She managed to smile, letting her fingers brush his hair. She saw the bandages, wrapped firmly around her, from wrist to elbow. Her smile faded, and she began to panic. Warm, strong arms wrapped around her, holding her close, and a pair of scorching lips pressed to her hair.

"Shush," Brick whispered, kissing her hair again. "Shush darling. Its okay, you'll be fine. Hush." With his warm, calm words, she began to quiet, until only a minor trembling remained. He kissed her forehead once more, and he settled her closer to his body. "It's just stress that opened the wounds. Go to bed, and you'll feel better." He hummed a gentle melody, lulling her into sleep. "Sleep my darling." Her eyes closed, and her dreams did not return.

Ohh creepy ain't it?

As always thanks to:

Powerpuffan28 (Should I put up a permanent statue for you? I thank you for loving my story incessantly. Lucky 7th reviewer! You get to pick if Blossom should kiss him in the next chappie of not!)

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