A/N: Hey sorry I've been slow with this story, I've been really busy with school, writing, etc. I was planning to update on Tuesday because of my one year anniversary of being on this site, but a certain research paper prevented me from doing so. Anyways, here is chapter two!
-Butch-
"What are we gonna do about him?" I heard a voice scowl.
"What about them? How are we going to deal with them?" A different voice asked, sounding concerned.
"We'll have to come up with a plan later." a third voice sighed.
The three voices were all familiar and I could tell they were girls.
My head spun and I felt sore all over.
I felt a stinging sensation on my shoulder and I opened my eyes and pulled my shoulder away.
"He's awake." the second voice gasped and I looked to see a beautiful blonde girl with wide blue eyes. She had a few scratches and bruises on herself, but she still looked flawless. She held a first aid kit in her hand and I realized that she was taking care of my wounds.
"Huh?" I mumbled, still a bit disoriented. I looked around, finding myself in a bed in a fairly large room with dark red painted walls and dark wood furniture.
"Finally." The first voice muttered, and I turned to see a black haired girl glaring at me with bright green eyes. She looked worse than the first girl and had a scowl on her face.
"Calm down and give him some time to get his head right." The third voice said in an even voice, and I turned to see a redheaded girl with pink eyes. Pink.
Then it all clicked.
I was in a room with the Powerpuff Girls. And Bubbles was tending to my wounds. What the actual-
"I'm guessing you've figured it out." Blossom said, looking at me.
I simply stared at her.
"I'll take that as a yes."
"Where am I? Where are my brothers? What the hell is going on?" I snapped, and I tried to sit up, but I ended up feeling even more pain.
"Careful." Bubbles said. "You're still really roughed up."
"Yeah you got your ass kicked." Buttercup smirked.
I scowled and managed to sit up.
"Answer my questions." I snapped again.
"You're in my apartment." Bubbles said.
I raised my eyebrows. We were only seventeen… why would she be moving out so fast? And why would they bring me here, of all places?
Blossom and Buttercup shot Bubbles a look, and they all had a silent argument before I cleared my throat, interrupting them.
"Your brothers are here." Buttercup pointed to two other beds next to my own. Sure enough, my two brothers were unconscious on a couch and another bed, and they were sporting their own bruises and injuries.
"They should be waking up soon." Blossom said, watching them intently. "And when everyone's up and recovered, we have to talk to you."
"But you didn't answer my question." I twitched, trying again. "What's going on?"
"You'll find out soon enough." Bubbles said, applying disinfectant on some of my wounds. "Now shut up and wait."
"Looks like Boomer's up." Buttercup noted, and we looked to see my blonde brother stirring in the bed next to mine. His blue eyes sprang open and he quickly looked around, ready to fight.
"Hey…" he said slowly. "What…?"
He sat up and winced, looking around. "What the fuck?"
"Calm your shit." Buttercup told him and I glared.
"Don't talk to him like that."
"Don't tell me what to do." Buttercup spat.
"Shut up!" Bubbles snapped. "Boomer, just relax. Ok?" She looked at Boomer, her eyes changing oddly. Boomer's eyes changed too and he nodded as if he were in a trance.
Bubbles sighed and smiled softly.
"Ok, now we just gotta wait for-" Blossom started, but was interrupted by a groan from the couch.
"What…" Brick looked around and reacted in a similar fashion. "What the-"
"You got your butts kicked. We saved your asses. You're here. We're helping you. Now we need you to shut up and tell us everything." Buttercup said bluntly.
"Well then." Brick huffed.
"Why would we tell you anything?" I scoffed.
"Because you owe us, in a way." Bubbles said, purposely applying an extra amount of disinfectant to make it sting even more. I groaned in pain and shot her a glare.
"I guess that's fair." Brick scowled.
Blossom smirked victoriously, as did Buttercup and Bubbles.
"Excellent." Blossom said. "You can start with telling us why you're back in town."
"We decided that we were out of town long enough, so we should just head back." Brick shrugged.
"What were you doing before you encountered him?" Blossom asked.
"Him?" Boomer asked.
"The ice cream man." Buttercup scoffed. "Who else do you think? The guy that jumped you and brought you to us."
"Oh." Boomer mumbled, embarrassed.
"Answer the question." Blossom said, ignoring the two.
"We… uh we were robbing some stores." Brick said.
"Hey, speaking of, where is all of it?" Boomer asked and the girls scowled.
"You let him take it?" Blossom's eyes were wide.
"Are you fucking serious?" Buttercup shouted, glaring at the three of us.
"How much did you steal?" Blossom asked.
"Uh two million dollars." Brick said.
The three girls groaned again.
"And eight hundred thousand dollars worth of jewels." Brick added.
"Well that's fucking great!" Buttercup said sarcastically. "Way to let the bad guy get three million dollars!"
"It's not our fault!" I glared.
"Yeah, you really tried to stop him." She rolled her eyes.
"He caught us off guard!" Brick said. "And we haven't been in an equally matched fight in five years!"
"You've gotten soft." Buttercup snickered.
"Well we're not the only ones who got beat up, bitch!" I growled, pointing at her. Her eye was swollen, bruises covering her her shoulders and her clothes fairly tattered.
Buttercup was about to rage when Bubbles interrupted.
"Now he has the money." She looked at Blossom like a lost child, unsure of what to do or say.
"He who?" Boomer asked. I sighed at my brother's idiocy.
"I know that!" Blossom scowled, ignoring Boomer.
"What the hell are we going to do?" Buttercup looked at Blossom.
Blossom kept her gaze on Brick. "What happened afterwards? Everything that you remember. Everything."
"Well uh we went to this building, and there were a bunch of papers and computers and filing cabinets and it looked pretty high end. We were really confused and we were about to check it all out but then the guy came in and started beating the crap out of us."
"And then…?" Bubbles asked.
"That's it, really. After that, it was all black until I woke up here." Brick shook his head. "Sorry."
"That doesn't make any sense." Bubbles stopped treating my wounds and sat down at the edge of the bed right behind me.
"What do you mean? It makes perfect sense." Boomer said.
Bubbles, Blossom, and Buttercup shared a look. And I didn't like it.
"What about the building?" Buttercup asked.
Blossom widened her eyes and looked at Brick urgently.
"Tell me everything about this building."
"Well, uh, it's by the port. It's pretty old and it looks abandoned. You know… yeah. Uh it's pretty big."
"There are a lot of buildings exactly like it." Bubbles rolled her eyes as she crossed her legs.
"Take us exactly where you found the building." Blossom told us.
"Why?" Brick scoffed.
"Because," Bubbles snapped. "We need to get this guy. It's a matter of life and death."
"And we care because…?"
"Last time you were here was what, four, five years ago? If I remember correctly, which I do, you were told that if you committed one more crime within city, you'd have to spend a very long time in jail far, far away from here." Bubbles looked at him, daring him to tell her that she was wrong.
Brick narrowed his eyes into a hard glare but didn't say anything.
"And I'm pretty sure we're at an advantage at the moment, so it would be a piece of cake to just turn you in and hand you over to the cops on your first day back in town. Of course, that wouldn't happen if you agree to our terms… but… since you don't care and don't want to help…"
"All right!" Brick raised his voice, interrupting her. "We'll help you."
"Swear?" Bubbles asked.
"I swear that we will help you." Brick said reluctantly.
A devilish smile appeared on Bubbles lips, and she didn't look anything like the innocent and pure little girl she was last time I saw her.
"Let's get going."
A/N: There it is! Don't forget to review, favorite, and follow :)