A/N: And I'm back with another chapter. This story is now drawing towards its conclusion and the board has been set with Princess and Mojo having made the first move and now, with the Rowdyruff Boys nowhere to be seen, the girls must face this new alliance alone...a task that is not helped by the fact that Dexter has been kidnapped and they have now themselves been caught. What will be the outcome of all of this and can the Girls survive to learn of the true power that is arranging all of these events?

Because I couldn't find a way open his chapter I have moved a dream sequence that was originally planned for Deal with the Devil to this chapter. Whilst is may seem pointless now, this dream does have a hidden meaning that Blossom will discover as she sees more and more of it. But for now, just enjoy the cameo from the Tripods from my favourite book of all time 'The War of the Worlds' by H.G. Wells. Choose for yourself which form of the Tripods you want to imagine in this, I was thinking of the Jeff Wayne ones, because I have deliberately made it vague on the description of the Tripods for this reason.

Enjoy...Three more chapters to go

Blossom could only run as fire and death fell from the sky around her...

Her long hair flew harshly in the air around her, whipping her face as another burst of sea heat incinerated one of the people that stood on the road a few feet from her, the figure of the man not even moving or reacting as his body exploded into ash before vanishing from existence completely as the beam of invisible heat sweep upwards and smashed apart the entire street in a cloud of ash and smoke. Entire building simply ceased to be as they were blown apart by the heat as it swung around in a massive arch ahead of Blossom, carving a massive semi circle of fiery death that left a large crater several feet deep before her.

Still she didn't stop running as she hurled herself into the smoke and climbed out the other side, gagging and fighting the urge to rub her eyes and she ran further and further forward towards the building before her. She didn't know why she had to get to it but the massive tower seemed to be the only safe place in the world now as the monstrosities behind her continued their unstoppable rampage.

She didn't know where anyone was anymore. She couldn't find her sisters no matter how hard she reached out, trying to sense them as she was usually able to; the Rowdyruff Boys had also vanished at the same time. She didn't know whether they were dead or alive, she remembered Brick giving her a look of pure hatred as he had vanished but that was all but try as she might, she couldn't shake the feeling that the look of hatred would be the last thing she would ever see from him. But this was not the time to think of that right now, her more pressing concern was that she couldn't find Dexter.

"UULLLAAAA!"

Blossom screamed as another beam of pure heat descended and sent the debris of an abandoned tank flying high into the air in a cloud of fire. The very ground seemed to heave and convulse as the road below her feet split apart and a blast of heat erupted from beneath. She tried to jump into the air and fly but only fell to the ground with a heavy thud that sent a shiver running through her body that sent her vision swimming as her head collided with the concrete pavement. She groaned as she rolled onto her back, her swirling vision looking up to the sky as she caught sight of her pursuers as they loomed over the city.

They were massive, monstrous tripods that marched forward relentlessly; each made of some unearthly metal that reminded her of the Dalekanium that Gigan had been made of when they had fought before. Their massive metallic heads scrolled from side to side as they moved forward, their entire bodies lunging forward with each stomp of their three legs. They were simply massive constructions, each one standing at least an extra half of Gigan's total height above what Gigan already was. Tinted glass eyes glared downward, seeming to stare at the entire city as they advanced but at towards Blossom at the exact same time, each baring a large funnel at the bottom of their heads which moved upwards and released another blast of heat down upon them, incinerating another building in an explosion of fire. They all bore the same Heat-Ray, a strange compact version of the weapon that Gigan had used before except a hundred times more powerful. Whilst Gigan had fired a beam of heat, these Tripods unleashed a concentrated funnel of invisible death that blew everything they struck out of existence and set anything in close proximity alight, effectively turning the city into an image of hell itself.

And yet none of the people in the street around her even seemed to react, they just stood there and stared at the Tripods as they continued their advance, the invisible Heat-Rays slicing massive arches through the city as they incinerated building after building and set the very air around her on fire, searing through her flesh as she ran. They didn't scream as their clothes ignited from the heat and burned them alive, only looked up to the Tripods as they advanced, some vanishing beneath the massive metallic feet as they stood through the city, slamming through the rubble and crushing anything under their sheer weight.

"UUULLLLLLAAAAA!" The air seemed to scream as the Tripods suddenly straightened and howled out in joy at their destruction. Their 'heads' pointed into the sky as they screamed and realised another wave of heat into the city from the funnel like weapons, obliterating buildings in seconds and igniting the air with skin searing heat.

Blossom couldn't remember where they had come from, only that they were not of the earth and that she had to get away from them. Coughing out a spray of blood, she clawed her way to her feet and again tried to propel herself into air as one of the Tripods feet crashed down upon a house at the end of the road she was in, an explosion of splinters and chunks of material flew around her, all missing her by a miracle but still forcing her to stumble forwards. She felt the tingle of warmth across her legs that usually signalled her flying but found that instead of the hot air touching her face, she received a wall of tarmac as she fell forward again, her vision going completely black as she saw the Tripods foot rise upwards again.

"Blossom?"

The heavy thud of the feet coming into contact with the ground seemed to echo all around her as her mind faded, broken only by the soft sound of clicking that seemed to drift in from the darkness, slowly wrapping around her...

"Blossom?"

The clicking seethed around her as a low mechanical whirl sounded out from the bottom of the Tripods machine like head, the Heat-ray funnel raising slightly as a small compartment opened beneath and a small cylinder plummeted down towards her...

"Blossom!"

...

"Blossom can you hear me?"

Blossom screamed as the world around her spun and exploded into a bright light, causing every one of her senses to howl and screech in protest as they overloaded from the sudden burst of light after begin dormant for whatever time had passed by. Her eyes burned and shrivelled as she tried to open them again and found her head falling downwards, slamming against a metal surface with enough force to make a streak of vomit rise in her throat, which only burned in pain as she swallowed it back down again. Every joint in her limbs groaned as she tried to move her body but strong arms suddenly wrapped around her and held her down of the metallic bed, gently but with enough force to let her know that she was going to be able to move in the state she was in.

"Just stay still Bloss...It will pass soon"

The voice was nothing more than a whisper but it screamed around Blossom's head as if it had been an explosion, her super hearing causing her eardrums to feel on the verge of exploding themselves as she struggled to regain control of them, usually her hearing was that of a normal human unless she focused on turning it up in order to hear something from a great distance. When she focused she could even hear the goings on in a particular city from all the way in the asteroid belt circling beyond mars, but that had been when she was very young and still not in complete control of her powers, her hearing had toned down a lot since then but now it seemed to be back with vengeance and threatened to tear her head apart.

"Hold on Bloss..."

The voice was tender as a soft had gripped hers and raised it to rest on some unseen figures cheek as she was comforted, the touch feeling cool against the feeling of utter heat and burning that was now consuming her body. It felt like every inch of her body was on fire as it fought against some terrible infection which had sapped her energy and left her on the verge of death. She tried to remember what had happened to her but any attempt to make a thought pass through her weakened mind sent another burst of pain as if she had just been smashed in the face by a steel shovel.

"Shit...Can't you keep her quite?"

That was a different voice...Blossom knew it to, very well, but she couldn't put a name to it, her every though blinded by pain. She knew that both the voices were very important to her, so very important, but agony prevented her from piecing together any form of continued thought as she felt another wave of agony sweep her, worse than ever before. She felt her back arch as she screamed in agony, the figure that had been holding her hand suddenly leaning forward and trying to hold her down as she screamed. It felt as though every atom in her body had suddenly become repulsed with the others and was trying to get away, tearing her body apart in the process as she screamed. Her eyes burned as if they were on fire and she heard the sound of a sort of zapping energy fly around her, her over powered hearing once again tearing her mind apart as there was a loud bang followed by heavy footsteps.

"Oh damn here we go"

Blossom gasped heavily as suddenly the white fire that had consumed her vision suddenly faded her enough for to form a blurry image of where she was. Through the blasts of pain that still ripped though her, she made out the image of a tiny room, lit only by a small bulb that hung down from the roof in a hallway in front of her, blocked off to the rooms inhabitants by a large set of ion bars like a prison. She made out the blurry forms of two people in the cage with her, one still stroking her arm in an attempt to comfort her and the other cursing as it rose and made its way towards the bars to meet a large shape that seemed to materialize out of the still blinding light which shone to brightly for her still over sensitive super vision.

"What's going on here?" The figure outside of the cell asked as it looked moved up to face the one that had leant against the cage.

"Nothing worth you caring about" The figure replied harshly as it leant against the bars. Blossom still couldn't make out anything apart from the blurry shape but something about the annoyed tone of speaking figure seemed incredibly familiar and important. "Just my sister screaming and dying in agony. Why don't you call a few of your friends round and have a watch, bring popcorn if you want. You could even sell tickets"

Sister? Blossom gasped again as another screech of pain ripped though her mind as she tried to place a meaning to the word, she knew that it was one of the most important words she had ever known but the pain prevented her from remembering why. She fought against the pain as she tried to remember it, her look of agonized concentration being rewarded with nothing but another burst of burning pain and comforting whispers from the person sat next to her.

"She doesn't look to good"

"Oh she doesn't does she? Maybe it's to do with the fact that you've blown her up, effectively shut down her entire body and then imprisoned her. Isn't that what your boss wanted? Whoever the hell that is"

Blossom groaned as she listened to the two figures continue their argument. She again tried to move again but was once more pushed downward by her comforter, taking note however that she was getting higher this time and with more force, her vision become stronger as she closed them and opened them again and again. Even the pain was beginning to subside as she listened to the two of them and looked upwards at the blurry face of the figure still leaning over her.

The woman's beautiful face was creased with tears and wrinkles of worry as she looked down at her, holding Blossom's hand tenderly as she looked back at her. Her blonde hair hung scorched and blackened across her face after the affects of some great attack and her eyes looked slightly shallow as if she was herself fighting against the same pain that Blossom was now. She was beautiful, her mouth suddenly curling into a smile as she realised that Blossom was looking towards her. Her eyes took a more kind tone as she squeezed Blossom's hand and leaned forwards, her motion seeming somewhat giddy as she smiled down at her. Giddy...Giddy like...

"Hello Bubbles" Blossom croaked as she smiled up at her sister, he voice strained and horse as she tried to speak and raised her own hand to rest of Bubble's cheek softly, trusting in that action to let her sister know she was ok rather than her tortured voice.

"Hey Bloss" The 'younger' of the three sisters smiled and she looked down at her, her blue eyes seeming to swell with relief.

"Oh look, she's back into the world of the living! Sorry but it looks like you've been cheated your little show. Better look next time there"

Blossom groaned as she lifted her head enough to look back at the cage bars, her head temporarily swirling again from vertigo. She could make out the form of a large man stood on the other side of the bars talking to smaller form of a very annoyed looking woman.

"Buttercup?"

"I'll be with you in a sec sis" Buttercup smiled at her before shooting another harsh glance at the man before her "Can I help you with anything else or can I can and help my sister now?"

The man snarled slightly as he heard the harsh tone in her voice before turning and leaving, vanishing in the light that Blossom was still unable to see into. Buttercup gave of rough grunt before spitting into the space where the guard had stood and moving back down to join with her sisters with a final huff.

"Never did like to the door room service"

Despite her pain, Blossom gave a croaky chuckle at her sisters bad joke as she tried to prop herself upwards onto her shoulders, ignoring the protests of her sisters and looked around at the room, grunting in her own annoyance as she found nothing but metal walls. She did not however, that each of the walls were almost crudely put together as if they had just been bolted together out of whatever metal the architect had been able to get his hands on.

"No idea where we are" Buttercup stated matter-of-factly as she crossed her legs and leaned against the metal wall, sensing her sister's question before she even had a chance to ask it. "We just woke up here after that damned bomb with...the expected side-effects"

"Anti-X bomb!" Blossom suddenly started as her memories flew back into her mind at once, the Rowdyruff Boys walking out on them, the bomb hidden in the Megaville sign, the apparent return of Mojo Jojo and Dexter's reported kidnapping. She remembered shouting at him the last time they had been together and leaving him alone...and she remembered that she hadn't been there when he needed her like she had promised so long ago. She could hear Buttercup go into some sort of rant about how she and Bubbles had woken up with the same agonizing pain around an hour before, having to wait for it to pass themselves before they had been able to find out anything about where they were, not that they knew anything now. They hadn't been able to find out anything about the boss of whomever their guard was but four eyes had said that it wasn't a monkey in charge of the organization that they had never heard of. Bubbles thought that it could perhaps have been one of the new crime lords that were forming in the Gotham City area but Buttercup had said that...

"Wait! What did you say!" Blossom suddenly cried out as she spun around and almost swung her fist into her sister "Four eyes? You've seen Dexter?"

Buttercup only gawped as she looked back at her suddenly frantic sister, her green eyes narrowing slightly as she sighed and took and a more solemn appearance. She looked down at Bubbles with a look of worry before lying down against the wall silently. Then, slowly, Bubbles rose and gestured towards the bars, her blonde hair falling across one of her eyes as if she was scared to see Blossom's coming reaction. Blossom walked slowly towards the bar, trying to ignore the exchanged glance between Bubbles and Buttercup behind her, and tried to stare through the still piercing the light that still seemed to blind her through her sensitive vision. She frowned as her red eyes burned through the blinding light, slowly making out the image of a second set of bars on the opposite side of the corridor and a hunched form leaning against the inner wall. The inner light reflected of what little remained of his once pure white coat as it seemed to hang caught against the inner rivets dug into the walls from whatever crude designer had made it.

"Dexter?"

"Hey Bloss..." The sunken figure croaked as he lifted his head to look at her, his voice filling with a slight trickle of blood. He sighed as he saw Blossom gasp at the sight of blood running down the side of his face and the torn nature of his clothes. "Sorry I'm not dressed the most attractively. Didn't expect to be seeing you here"

"It's ok" Blossom smiled, fighting to keep back tears as she lay her head against the bars, unable to bare the sight of him like this. "I didn't really expect to be here either"

"Have the after affects worn of yet?"

"After affects?" Blossom blinked in confusion before remembering the agonizing pain that had consumed her only mere minutes before, completely forgotten in her concern for Dexter. She paused as she felt the pain return in her head as she now begun to think about it again before looking back at him and nodding, deciding to hide her pain from him, he looked like he had enough to worry about at the time.

"Good" Dexter sighed as he allowed his head to drop backwards and bang against the metal wall, his face grimacing through the blood "It was to be expected after exposure to an Anti-Chemical X substance like the one that your sisters have informed to have been used in your bomb. It caused all of the atoms in your body which have even a trace of infused Chemical X to develop a slight magnetic field that repelled each other with enough force to cause you that pain but not enough to prove fatal in the small dose as that bomb contained. This is however temporal and, once it begins to wear out, the cells in your body then begin to return to their correct place however they do so with such force that it will cause you great pain and send you senses into overload. I wish I could help but, for fear of using a bad pun, I'm a little tied up at the moment. I'm afraid you and your sisters will just have to sit this one through until it passes, sorry..."

"You've done nothing wrong"

"Have. It's because I got caught that you..." Dexter broke of suddenly as he begun to cough heavily, parting his hands slightly to reveal a slight splash of blood on his hand before turning trying to speak again and coughing again.

"Oh chill out four eyes!" Buttercup yelled out from behind them, her usual stern voice instead filled with a slight trace of tenderness as she made her way towards the bars again "Now you two can have you little self blame contest later, right now we have to find a way to get out of here. So if you will excuse me, I'm just going to make us a little door..."

"Don't Buttercup!" Dexter cried out suddenly as her eyes began to glow a deep green, the shock at being shouted at causing her eyebeam to stop as she looked back at them. He grunted as he climbed back onto his feet, using the wall to support himself as he staggered towards the bars on his own cage. "Your powers are not in full power yet, they are still recovering from the affects of the Anti-X. I have no way of telling how they would react to you using them, especially taking into account your...unique tactics. Just please, wait a little longer then you can blow as many holes into as many metal walls as you want"

"hmmm..." Buttercup grumbled as she turned and taking her place next to the silent Bubbles again. No matter how much she hated doing what she was told, she knew better then to argue with Dexter when it came to the science things. "In that case I'm reserving a few certain walls in your lab for when I get bored..."

...

Only around a few feet away, Mojo Jojo was laughing.

Princess grunted in annoyance as she stood and made her way towards him, ignoring the temptation to pick up her weapon from the table as she passed and shut him up there and then, she had grown to like him enough to at least get curious as to why he was laughing.

"You just remember a really good joke?" She asked as she reached him, raising an eyebrow slightly as she saw Butcher grab a music player from one of his men and stick the headphones into his ears at full volume to drown out the laughter "If so please tell me, I could do with a good laugh"

"I'm not laughing at a joke" Mojo grinned as he stood up and looked at her, his hairy snout twitching slightly as he fought against the urge to laugh again "I am laughing because I have finally completed your work, I have finally completed the work that you set me and completed my most challenging work yet. I am laughing because I have now secured our victory over whatever this city can send against us and the Powerpuff girls are now powerless to defeat us, my genius now stands victorious over this world!"

"Your genius?" Princess mumbled in annoyance as Mojo begun laughing again "Wasn't it my genius that caused this victory? Wasn't it me that provided you with the materials that you needed for your work and wasn't it me that up with the plan that has allowed us to have this great victory over the Powerpuff Girls? Don't forget about whom his the true victor here"

"I know, I know" Mojo snorted "I am merely a pawn in this great plan of yours but I am still going to savour this victory that I have waited so long for. This construction is my victory and not yours, thus I will celebrate this as my victory and not as yours"

"And do your always laugh like a maniac when you win or build something?"

"Yep"

"Oh great! Get this monkey a drum and we have ourselves a little circus show!"

Mojo groaned as he shot a look at Butcher, staring at him until the crime lord seemed to shrug and walk away towards the massive steel door that Mojo had only built there the day before. It cut off the main warehouse from the office areas, which he had converted into a prison for their new captives. It was nowhere as secure as Mojo would have liked it to be but it was the best he could have made it taking into account his resources and the weakened state of the girls after his bomb had had its way with them should be more than enough to keep them at bay.

"God I'll be glad when we finally have no use for that guy" Princess muttered as she picked up the wrench that Mojo had been looking for and placed it back into his tool box, ignoring his look of confusion at her act of aid before moving to join Butcher, gesturing for Mojo to follow her. "Come on its time to go and meet out new residents"

Mojo only starred as she watched her go; did she say 'when we have no use for him'? She had spoke of them both together whilst she had always said 'when I have no use for him'? Why would she do that?

Shaking the thought from his mind to think about another day, Mojo Jojo slammed the lid of his tool box down and followed her towards the holding cell.

...

"Hey, four eyes. How long is this pain going to last anyway? I feel like Gigan decided to do a tap dance on my head...It's like a hangover without the fun of the getting drunk"

"I keep telling you Buttercup, I don't know" Dexter moaned as he lay his tired head once again on the side of the metal walls once again, glad to not that his own tiredness was beginning to lift along with that of the Powerpuff Girls, be it for the simple fact of him resting rather than the calming of a chemical reaction as it was for them. "I've never ran any tests on the affects of exposure to Anti-X, expecting them all to result in the death of the subject. Obviously you have proven me wrong on the matter again"

"I'll make fun of you later"

Despite themselves, the two shared a grin as they spoke, Buttercup giving a rare show of affection for her sister's boyfriend before turning to speak watch Bubbles as she began to run her hands over the wall, looking for a sort of weak spot that they could use without using too much of their powers in the process. They could have easily blown a hole through it if they wanted, but none of them wanted to ignore Dexter's warning of doing so.

All four of them however, across the two cells, looked up as they heard the sound of talking getting louder from behind the closed door at the end of the main corridor, watching in sudden anticipation as they watched a tall figure move in towards them, lights flickering from a terrible series of scars that had consumed over half his face. He seemed to snarl as he caught sight of the three girls in the cell to his left, his eyes burning with anger as he looked at each of them in turn, his black eyes burrowing into each of theirs as he stepped aside to allow a second figure to enter.

The girls did not know who the first man was but the second was all too familiar for them. The swirling purple cloak that flew behind the stooped figure, the blue uniform and white gloves, the grey and purple helmet that covered an exposed brain brought a sea of terrifying images of a past that they thought they had left behind a long time ago.

With a grin filled with pointed teeth, Mojo Jojo laughed as he stepped into the light, the light casting a harsh glow onto his green snout.

"Good evening girls"

"Mojo..." Blossom muttered. Obviously they had expected to see their arch enemy here after his name had been used to sign the letter they had received about Dexter's kidnapping, but actually seeing again in the flesh was almost crippling for them. When they had moved to Megaville many years before, they had somehow come to think that they were free of their past, free of all the pain that Mojo Jojo and their other enemies had caused to them. But still, Mojo Jojo still stood before them, standing beside the scare consumed man who shot a glance at the monkey crime-lord, a look of as much dislike as he had shown the girls themselves.

"Yes it is I, Mojo Jojo!" he grinned, bowing before the imprisoned girls mockingly with his hand over his chest "I have returned to finish what I failed to do before. I am sorry that our reunion had to be like this, I would have much preferred to meet you in open battle once more but alas it was not to be. Her plan revolved around you being put out of action as fast as possible"

As he spoke, his voice sounded almost depressed. It was true that some of Mojo's best memories had been his fights against the girls whenever he had finished one of his new great war machines and attempted to destroy the city of Townsville. Now, he had finished his greatest machine and the girls would not be able to fight it...it just didn't seem right.

"What what do you mean, 'her plan'?"

"That would be my plan Buttercup"

Mojo sighed as he bowed once again and took a step to the side, allowing a third figure to step into the now suddenly packed corridor. She walked with a strange version of grace that radiated with cockiness and a trace of excitement. She was in her early twenties and had changed a great deal since they had last seen her, but the aura of self assurance and the golden armour that wrapped around her body brought back nearly as many bad memories as the image of Mojo had, yet another returning force from their past.

"Good to see you again girls" Princess Morbucks smiled as she folded her arms and leaned her back against the metal wall, giving a mocking salute to the girls. "Wish I could say I'm as sorry to see you all locked up like this as my monkey friend here is...but to be honest, I've never felt so good in my life. You three have been the only people to ever oppose me in what I want and now you are all locked up whilst my plans come together to destroy the world and reshape it as my new empire"

"Good to see you haven't changed at all Princess"

"Oh there it is!" Princess laughed, pointing giddily at Buttercup as she spoke "There is the classic Buttercup attitude that Mojo and I have missed so much over the past twelve years. I mean come on! It's been so boring having to hide away whilst we make our plans"

"Then after all this time nothing has changed"

"And there is the classic innocence of poor, sweet little bubbles! But you're wrong, everything has changed. This time it is we who will have our victory; this time you will be the ones begging for mercy. You've all become weak, cloaded by love of this guy" She almost spat as she pointed at the worried looking Dexter, still not taking her eyes away from the girls "I'm just surprised that it took seeing you get destroyed by that machine, Gigan was it?, to make me see that. There was a time when you would have taken it out in a heartbeat but you couldn't that time could you? I watched it all on T.V. and knew that it was time for my return"

"So you did all of this because we had a bit of trouble stopping a giant alien robot!"

"Yep. See you're, scared...your weak!"

"But your forgetting about one thing Princess" Blossom suddenly spoke up, moving towards the bars as she starred down the golden armoured woman "We weren't alone that day and we arnt alone now. The Rowdyruff Boys are out there, looking for us as we speak, and when they get us out...well...its been a while since my sisters and I have been able to beat the living crap out of Mojo like we used to do on an almost daily basis when we were kids"

A/N: seriously...in the cartoons they just beat the hell out of the poor guy for the most trivial of reason...I really began to feel sorry for him

At her statement, Mojo seemed to bow his head mournfully before turning and walking out of the corridor and into the open room beyond, his cap flapping madly in the sudden burst of wind that blew in. Beside him, the scared man simply snorted and remained silent as he looked at them, grinning as he listened to Princess' laughter.

"The Rowdyruff Boys?" She grinned between fits of laughter "There your great last hope? Three people who you personally killed, who return for the simple matter of killing you? Wow, you three have gotten worse than I thought possible. HA HA. But don't worry, I personally spoke to the Rowdyruff boys and they won't be bothering us for a while, they decided to return back to their little institution or whatever claiming that you have been killed. They don't need to be here anymore and simply decided that you weren't worth saving...some last hope. What do think on the matter Butcher?"

"Pathetic" was all the scared man said as he grinned cruelly at the girls. He winked at Buttercup as she glances at him, marking his name to her memory.

"just so" princess giggled again before standing straight and turning to leave "Sorry I can't stand around and chat anymore girls but I have an empire to build and all that. You know how it is. But don't worry, good old Butcher here will keep you company, I'm sure he has a lot of catching up to do with you all"

And with that, Princess gave a final salute before closing the door behind her, leaving Butcher alone with the four prisoners.

...

"Well that went well" Princess grinned as she watched Mojo climb into the control panel of his machine, pulling his cape free when it got caught on a stray bolt before he tripped, not even noticing herself doing the act of kindness.

"I didn't notice" was all the monkey said as he began flicking switches, glancing over in annoyance when Princess followed him up and rested her head in her arms along the side of the control panel, watching him press the buttons in a seeming random order.

"You know, you can't keep just walking out of any conversation that ends up containing the Rowdyruff Boys. We are going to end up having to face against them one day" she fell silent as she waited for his answer but received none as Mojo instead pretended to read a series of words that he had himself written onto the walls of the machine. Sighing, her voice took on a softer tone "Look Mojo, I like you...you the first person that I've actually viewed as a friend. I mean we both have the same aims in all of this and I think that we've worked well together...so what I'm trying to say is...good luck Mojo"

With that, leaving a thoroughly confused monkey behind her, Princess hoped down from the machine and made her way towards a large table that she had laid out across the centre of the warehouse. Picking up her favourite weapon, she looked up at the machine again as she gestured for Mojo to began and took a step backwards to watch the birth of her plan.

The air filled with a deep, mechanical whirl as the joints of the machine suddenly began to groan and howl as they moved for the first time, flakes of paint and durst flew from them as a field of electricity soared across the entire body of the machine, followed by a low tremble as the limbs began to shake and move. It heaved and groaned as it rose into the air, its mechanical legs bending with resistance as it rose upright. The roof of the warehouse shattered and exploded as the machine's head tore through it, the glass hood not even scratching as it tore though steel and wood.

It was of a humanoid shape, two legs and two arms with a large cylinder body in the centre which ended in a hood made of glass in the same shape as the helmet the Mojo himself always wore. At the end of each arm however was a large scissor like appliance, two massive blades that clapped open and shut again and again. They reminded Princess of the arms of a villain that she had once fought alongside, and she didn't like it. Why would Mojo have biased a part of his machine on the one who had betrayed them all back in Townsville.

"All systems are go" Mojo laughed through her earpiece, caught on his usual adrenaline rush he got whenever one of his machines worked. The massive, metallic claws snapped shut again with the snap of scissors before rising to point forward, seeming to shimmer with the faces of the terrified people below.

Again princess smiled as she looked at the crowd below. The machine had ripped right through the roof of the factory that had been protecting her operation from the praying eyes of the public, a public that now had perfect sight of the walker, perfect sight of the massive missiles that ran along its arm and of the guns that had been embedded into its chest.

"Mojo...you may fire when ready"

"With pleasure"

There was a low groan as the mechanisms in the walkers legs were forced into life, the left one unleashing a storm of dust and smoke as it lifted and kicked through the wall of the factory, slamming down on top of a car as the other lifted and the machine begun its advance, sending the people below into a mad panic.

Princess only grinned as she looked down at the weapon in her hands, suddenly marvelling in the expert craftsmanship that both the original owners, the Daleks, and then Mojo had put into building up as she ran her gloved hand across the egg wisp like tip. Her eyes closed as she savoured the heavy thuds of Mojo's machine as it marched into war, the odd clap from Butchers men and the sound of the crackling flames from the various fire that had now started to revenge the factory area. She could imagine that looks of horror that would have consumed the Powerpuff Girls if they had know what was happening and the way that they would plead for mercy once she returned to them, when she was ready.

Already Mojo had begun to level the weapons built into the machine's arms, aiming them at various buildings as people begun to turn and flee, running blindly away from him. Their screams rose like a tide and flew around her as she hovered. This was the sound of her victory; the screams were for her war machines, her army, and her new empire. This was rise of Princess Morbucks, this was the end of the age of the Powerpuff Girls and the new day of glory.

The air was suddenly filled with the thunderous boom of explosions as Mojo released a hail of fire and death upon the city, fire ripping apart cars and buildings alike in a wave of destruction. She savoured the sound of the people of Megaville screaming as the first shots of her new war were fired. Looking down into her hands she stroked the barrel of her gun once last time as she remembered one word, one word that had caused so much fear for the world back when the weapon was first used on the planet and which now seemed to be perfect for representing what she was about to do. It was time for her to wipe the vermin that looked down on her of the face of the earth once and for all; it was time for her foes to be cleansed and all those who had dared to ever refuse her to pay for their crimes against the Morbucks family name.

Giggling, Princess levelled her weapon and whispered the word that would once again mark the dawn of a new era for this world.

"Exterminate"