Been awhile since I've updated, sorry this summer was just madness, but I'm back and this story is almost done, then I'll probably get around to making a Blaire/Butch fic :) Anyway enjoy!
My mind was numb. Fuzzy. I could only hear the distant chatter of two people talking. Despite the numbness of my mind, my body felt heavy and buzzed with a constant pain. "Is she okay?" I began to make out words, they sounded hushed, frightened even. Who was talking?
"She'll be fine, the chemical X is working, but someone really got her good." That was definitely Bridget. What happened again? I didn't remember much, but I could feel in the pit of my stomach that it wasn't something good. I mustered up the strength to open my eyes and instantly regretted it. The light was blinding and I outwardly groaned. "She's awake!" The relief in Bridget's voice was almost unsettling. Was there doubt that I would wake up?
"Brooke, what happened? You were unconscious when we came back to the shoppe? Who attacked?" I cracked an eye open to look at Blaire. For once, the concern was evident on her face.
"Don't bombard her with questions Blaire, that was a pretty nasty head wound. I'd be surprised if she didn't have some temporary amnesia," Bridget cut in. She took a seat at the foot of my bed and it occurred to me for the first time that we were at the Utonium residence.
"Do you remember anything about the attack, anything at all?" I furrowed my brow, everything was all jumbled, I didn't really remember anything. I frowned as I shook my head, once again I was useless. I couldn't even tell them who attacked me. Bridget smiled sadly as she brushed a few strands of hair out of my face. "That's fine, we just wanted to-"
"Let me see her!" I jumped and couldn't help but groan as pain boiled through my veins. I blinked the dark spots from my vision as I turned to look at Bridget confusedly. She smiled halfheartedly.
"He insisted he see you."
"Not by our choice."
"Shush Blaire, I'll go get Boomer for you." Bridget stood up and made her way to the door across the room. It had barely opened before Boomer forced his way into the room. His hair stuck out at odd angles, as if he had been tugging at it mercilessly and there was a wild glint in his eyes. It was in this moment that the memories came back to me. All the pain, the humiliation, and most importantly the identity of who had betrayed me.
"Don't let this monster in the room," I hissed, my body instantly tensing as they landed on Boomer. The blonde boy stepped back, surprised. "I remember, I trusted you and you-" I couldn't finish my sentence, but I didn't need to, Bridget and Blaire had already stepped forward to shield me.
"Brooke, what are you talking about, I-"
"Don't try and play dumb, we both know you're smarter than that." The hurt in Boomer's face was evident, but I wasn't buying it. I knew better. Blaire stepped forward, her hand began to glow a vibrant green.
"I knew you guys were scum the moment you returned to Townsville," Blaire spat, "How could you hurt her?" The hurt was soon replaced with confusion as Boomer gave me a pleading look.
"You think I did this?"
"I trusted you, you betrayed me, and now you're here like nothing happened." I couldn't ignore the tears that welled up in my eyes. How could I be so stupid? My sisters had been right all along. "If you're going to attack, you might as well, I know you said my sisters were next."
"What are you talking about Brooke!" Boomer exclaimed, the desperation was thick in his voice. "I'm not going to attack you? I just got you to trust me, do you honestly think I'd go through that hassle to screw it all up?"
"Well you are dumb?" Blaire offered. Bridget cast her a stern glare and turned back to me.
"Brooke, weren't you sitting with Boomer when you left for the mission? How is it possible that he was the one who committed the crime?" Bridget offered calmly. How could she be calm?
"I don't maybe his brothers started it and Boomer came to finish the job," Blaire stated.
"Screw you too Butterbutt." My gaze fell on the door as Brick and Butch made their way idly through the entrance and behind Boomer. It was Butch who had talked. "I was in detention for skipping class and mouthing off to a teacher, Brick had gone to the principal to try and get me out at the time of the robbery, we have witnesses if you don't believe us." Boomer locked eyes with me after that, he was hurt, even I could catch that.
"I would never do this to you Brooke. I promise." I looked at him, and for some reason, I felt like I had to believe him. Boomer was telling the truth, but that didn't make me feel any better.
"But then who-"
"Boomer would have had to be in two places at once if he did. And that's not possible-" Bridget trailed off, her pink eyes widening as she pulled out her phone and began scrolling through some files. "Do you girls remember the case a few months back?"
"You're going to have to be a little more specific than that," Blaire snapped as the energy in her hand dissipated. "We've had a few cases in the last month."
"The one at Utonium Labs, where a couple vials of Chemical X were stolen, we never found out who did it," Bridget explained as she read the details from her phone.
"What does that have to do with Boomer?" Brick asked flatly. His red eyes flashed dangerously as they met Bridget's. "You aren't accusing us of stealing too, are you? We just got here a few months ago, it wasn't us." Bridget rolled her eyes as she took a seat at the foot of my bed.
"That's not what I'm saying. It's possible that somebody cloned you guys, to use you as weapons. I mean it's not impossible, you guys are technically clones of us, why not make clones of the clones?" Bridget explained gravely. "Only this time, they engineered you guys to be killing machines."
"Babe if you haven't noticed we are killing machines," Butch gloated with a wink. Blaire cracked her knuckles loudly and shoved the brunette harshly into the wall. "It sounds like something Mojo Jojo would do though. I'm sure he was pissed when we abandoned him to work for the military. I guess he didn't appreciate that his greatest creations were rewired to help the good guys." Brick nodded in agreement.
"He's the only one with our DNA, so that makes sense," Brick agreed gruffly. "And he obviously doesn't like you girls, so I guess he'd get rid of you before he came after us."
"So we're all in danger as long as these clones exist?" Bridget pondered. "Then I guess it's up to us to stop them." I inhaled sharply. Was she really suggesting what I think she was? It was Blaire who ended up voicing my thoughts.
"Are you suggesting that we work with the Rowdyruff Boys, like as a team?" Blaire hissed as she thrust a thumb in their direction. "I know you're supposed to be the smart one Bridget, but that is just about the dumbest thing I ever heard you say. They're our enemies, not to mention-"
"There's no other option Blaire. Mojo Jojo is all of our enemies at this point and we're the only one's who can stop him."
"I agree with Bridget, but we can't go in there blindly, we need to make a plan," I offered weakly. Bridget glanced over her shoulder and smiled softly.
"Brooke's right," she turned her attention to the Rowdy's, "So are you with us?" The boys looked at each other curiously, it was Boomer who responded though.
"Anything to make sure Brooke is safe." And with that, the Powerpuff Girls had formed an alliance with the Rowdyruff Boys.