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Boys Redeem themselves

Blossom

I keep close to the wall, gripping my bed lamp. When there's no weapon to defend yourself use anything you possibly can, that had been one of my theories. I don't have the slightest clue who it is, but I'm not going to stand here defenseless. By what I just heard I knew for a fact that whoever it is has a gun. Footsteps echo closer to me. I grip the bed lamp tighter, lifting it up. I'm just anticipating the attack when he pops out. I swung, not at all holding back. I realize who it was too late to stop the swing as it hit Brick right in the middle of his head. He falls down, groaning. Oh crap, I drop the lamp and bend down.

" Hey-I'm sorry are you okay?" I try to see his wound but his cap cover it up.

" Fuck," Brick groans still on the ground, cringing. "What the hell was that for?!" he grumbles.

It wasn't until he sat up that I saw the huge mark in the middle of his forehead. Oops. It might sound completely mean, but I felt rather proud of the hit.

" Sorry," I apologized, hiding the smirk that wants to reach my lips.

" Come out girls. You can't hide for long-," the voice of the stranger return.

Instantly Brick stood up. " Come on I have to get you out of here," he whisper determinedly.

" No-I have to find out who it is-," I shook my head.

Brick raise an eyebrow, probably thought I was crazy.

" You're insane, we need to get out now-we can call the cops while we're out there," Brick argues. " That way I keep my job of keeping you safe and you find out who it is. Deal."

I kept back from rolling my eyes, instead I peek out the door cautiously.

Brick pulls my arm back.

" Blossom," he warns.

" If you want to go so badly then go," I turn to him now " This someone can attack again if we don't find out who he is," I shake my arm from his grasp.

Brick was frowning at me now.

" He is armed and you're still going to go out there," he sounded surprised.

I nod turning to the door again. I didn't see anything. I start to make my way towards my mom's room, slowly tip toeing . Brick suddenly came besides me.

" You don't have to follow me," I mutter.

" Yeah well you don't leave me much choice just hurry up and do what you have to do," he grumbles in return, tucking his cap down.

Okay, I didn't honestly think he would follow me-still I still think he's unsettling. I then remember about his brothers. Are they protecting my sisters? Another gunshot was heard. I start to run towards the location, but Brick held me back.

" Stop. He's obviously going to be there," he warns, looking around. " Is there another entry to your mom's room?"

" Not exactly, but I think there might be an easier way," I remember the balcony connecting my father's study to her room.

I start to run back towards my room aware that Brick was following me and that maybe showing him an entryway to both my room and my mother's room was definitely not a good idea, but for right now I had to figure out who it is because in me I swear I heard that voice before, in a distant memory, or maybe a dream.

Bubbles

In an instant I feel a wave of fear come over. I took a step back. What am I supposed to do-I never been in a break-in or break out or…-

A memory flashes in my head

"What's going on?" I asked Blossom

" I-I don't know," Blossom replied worried.

In a flash someone gripped my hand. I tried moving away. They hauled me away. I was crying uncontrollably. Where are they taking us?

" Inject her," someone order.

Wait? Someone's missing where's my daddy. I glanced around, but all I saw was a house burning. My vision got blurred by tears.

" Daddy! I want my daddy! I want-," I was so scared.

" Inject her now!" someone ordered.

In a flash everything disappeared.

( Flashback over)

I suddenly dropped to the ground from the impact of the memory.

" Bubbles," Boomer came over in an instant. " Are you okay?"

I shook my head, no point in lying. I was scared, I felt it so strongly.

" I'm scared," I say quietly, I think I was having a panic attack.

Maybe it wasn't the fact that someone was in the house, maybe it's the fact that when I was younger there's memories of me being taken away as someone broke into our home. Boomer expression change to concern. His arms went around me, the act catching me by surprise.

" It's going to be okay, it won't end bad tonight okay," he murmurs.

It will be okay...right. It has to be right? It doesn't have to be something bad, it could've been a mistake. I start to calm down, knowing for a fact that I was shaking.

" We're already out- the pet house will be the easiest place to hide until we can locate the cops," Boomer pulls me back.

I nod, unable to let go of his hand. We made our way towards the pet house. We bend down and wait. The cops would be here in no time because the alarm instantly triggers to 911. I hope Buttercup and Bubbles are okay. Boomer sighs, suddenly I saw something in his eyes. He was also afraid it wasn't just me. Maybe this all reminded him of a bad memory too. I wrap my hand on Boomer's arm. A sign that I was also there to comfort him and a thank you as well. Boomer stood quiet, but at least he didn't protest. A gunshot ran out. My grip automatically stiffen.

" You don't think-," I start.

" Everything will be fine Bubbles," he replies only to comfort me.

I glance down. If I think negative only bad things will happen. I have to think positive.

" I-I once had a pet hamster-I'm not sure what happened to it, but this one time it snuck into Blossom's room-," I start a story.

A moment later I heard another gunshot. I felt my heart beating, but I pray no one was hurt. When my story ends Boomer starts another one.

" Well I once had a pet lizard-I snuck in into school. While the teacher was gone Brick, Butch, and I-," he carries on.

It was at that moment, that I felt that the outside world disappeared and it was only us two. When Boomer explains how the lizard ended up on the teacher's coffee cup, I couldn't help giggling. They say the greatest cure to fear is laughter, I think I believe that now.

Buttercup

I scramble to my feet, forcing the surprise that Butch had saved me down. Yuck, I had been saved by him. I owe him now! I really hate owing someone-but judging by the fact that it was indeed a gun well…shit. I really did owe Butch. I ran towards the kitchen for coverage. It was the closest place. Setting Butch aside who the hell shot at me?!

" By the force of the impact he is armed with a pistol," Butch states.

I nod, the thought had already cross my mind.

" He shot at me from the upper left corner, meaning he must be up in the 2nd floor hallway," I start to think of ideas to capture him. Possible escape routes and ways I could beat him up.

By the time the police shows up, it'll be way too late. We had to catch-hold up- did I just say we? Refresh, I had to catch this buffoon. There is no we. I move towards the cabinets.

" What are you doing?" Butch frowns as I look around for a knife.

" None of your business," I mumble locating the kitchen knife.

" Even after I save you life this is how you treat me? You're some ungrateful bi-,''

" I didn't ask you to save me! If things were the opposite I wouldn't have saved you," I snap, again feeling the fire burn inside of me.

I wasn't sure if what I said was true or not. Part of me wants to say it's a lie while the other just wants to confirmed it's true. The next moment I'm press against the wall, Butch arm a barrier in front of me.

" You better watch your back Buttercup because maybe next time you won't be so lucky," his deep green eyes locked with mine. His shoulders stood like that without moving, glaring at each other. He just let's go brusquely.

" Did you just threaten me!" I snap not caring if the shooter heard me.

" Take it as you want," Butch replies walking away.

" Hey where are you going?" I call out.

" I'm going to find out who this guy is-," he replies not looking back at me.

What? I'm the one that's supposed to be looking for him, not Butch. Reluctantly I follow him. If he is looking for the shooter, I might as well join him no matter how much fire is burning inside of me because of him. Who does he honestly think he is? Threatening me andpushing me around. I step behind him.

" He shot from up there," Butch and I said at exactly the same time.

I frown, hearing footsteps in my step-mother's room. Well one thing I knew for sure is that my mother is never around at night.

" I have an idea," Butch turns to me.

" What?" I ask, with an eyebrow raised.

Butch lips twitch into a smirk. " There's maybe only one way to bring him down,"

It took me a moment to get it. Reluctantly my lips start to twitch into a smile. In all seriousness we aren't so different.

Brick

Impressing, I realize when Blossom idea had been to climb towards the next room. The balcony apparently connected to another room. I watch carefully as Blossom navigates through the vines. She was brave, not everyone would scale from such a height. I follow close behind her, my greatest fear never was height. Blossom stops abruptly.

" What?" I ask.

" It got really quiet…you don't think Buttercup and Bubbles are already-"

I shake my head, cutting her off.

" Look even with your little faith, I know my brothers extremely well. Your sisters are fine," I assure her.

Blossom continues across until she lands on the next balcony. I jump down right after her.

" All right, my mother's room right next door," white puffs were coming out of her mouth as she breathes.

Huh? It wasn't even that cold out. I breathe out to see if any white puffs emerge. None.

" Blossom are you cold?" I frown, it was really strange.

Blossom ignores my question, she opens the window and crawl inside. So this is Steve's room? My hands balled into a fist automatically. As if anything from that man made me want to punch something. Then a strange thought occur to me.

" Your father has a separate room from your step-mother? Don't they sleep in the same bed?"

Blossom shoots me a scowl.

" It just seems odd," I reply taking in the room.

I wonder how much information could be hidden in this room? A make a mental note to check it out later. Blossom decides to not answer, or ignore me. Footsteps echo the room next door. A shiver goes down my back. I shake it off almost instantly. Blossom press her ear to the wall.

" He stop walking," she whisper.

" No kidding," I scan the room for objects I could use. " You want to see him right? Then we just have to bring him out," I grip a glass ball that was sitting in the drawer.

" Are you crazy! He's armed! What are you planning to bring him out just like that? With that-," Blossom's eyebrows cross.

" Not exactly," I grin at her.

" Then what?"

I juggle the ball in my hands before tossing it across the hall. The moment it hit's the wall I grab Blossom's hand and pulled her down under the bed.

" How very creative," Blossom sarcastically mutters from under the bed.

" Shhh!" I signal.

Footsteps now echo the hall. From the glass ball we could only catch part of the reflection of the person. Apparently he wasn't that tall. 4 feet the most.

" Are you hiding here? What smart girls," his voice was really mumbled and deep.

Blossom moves slightly closer to my side, her breath came to the side of my neck. I contain another shiver. Damn, her breath was freaking cold!

" Hmmm..," he back away and starts walking to the next room.

The moment he's gone. Blossom crawls from under the bed. She edges closer to the door, glancing at both directions before bolting to her mother's room. I stay closely behind her. I really don't get what her deal was now. If she wanted to just see who it was, she did. Now what is she doing?

" He came here looking for something," Blossom look around the room.

I guarded the door meanwhile.

" Can't you just do this later?"

Blossom shook her head. " I'm never allowed in this room," she answers looking through the closet.

I almost roll my eyes. If a room was locked that never would've stopped me from checking it out. When I finally glance back at the ball I finally catch the reflection of the person.

" Shit!" I slam the door shut right as a bullet went through.

Why is he here? Blossom rushes to my side.

" Did you get hurt?" she asks.

" No, but I know exactly who he is," I answer loading the gun.

Outside I could hear the sirens of cops. They never caught him for long and when they did he would always escape.

" Who?" Blossom's eyes expand.

Another shot echoed.

I moved away from the door.

" Hide or get out of here," I told her urgently.

" Why? Who is he?" Blossom of course wouldn't follow the order.

The door swung open.

Damn.

I push Blossom behind me, which I knew she probably didn't like.

" Ah. Found you," he smirks.

" Mojo!" Blossom moves to the side, her eyes narrowing. A whistle echoes through the room.

Butch

We probably don't agree in many things, but this we both agreed in. Buttercup spots him first. The moment after the sound of the ball hitting the wall, we saw him walk to the next door. I instantly recognize him.

" He's a very short idiot," Buttercup murmurs next to me, rope tied across both her hands.

"Very strange head," I realized his face was more of an "n" shape. He walks out of the room and down the hall.

At the same moment I see Blossom and Brick head to the other room.

" Wonder where Bubbles is," Buttercup murmurs. I'm not sure if she meant for me to hear it or not.

" Hey Boomer would treat her like a princess if that's all it took," I mutter as I slowly start going up the stairs.

" He better," Buttercup mumbles back to me.

That exactly when I see the person go through the door from before. He must've seen Brick and Blossom. He tried shooting at Brick.

" Is that…Mojo Jojo?" Buttercup's hand automatically clench.

I nod. How does she know him?

The door open.

" Ready Buttercup," I turn to her.

She nods.

I press both my hands into a ball, which made the whistle possible. Only Brick and Boomer knew that that was a calling we used for each other. I came from behind Mojo and lock the gun (that Brick had gotten me this morning) in his head.

" Mojo aren't you far from home?," I say from behind.

" I've been wondering where you boys were at," Mojo sounds amuse. " I understand why you're here, but you risk too much here."

I count to 3. At exactly 3 Buttercup kick him down, as I disarmed him. He tried fighting at first, but against Buttercup he had no match. Then we switch tactics I took care of Mojo while Buttercup ties his hands together behind his back. We both used our elbow to knock him unconscious. I move back, but for some reason Buttercup wasn't enjoying it. Her hands were still ball into a fist. Why was she so mad? At that same moment the cops came in. Buttercup storm off. I follow after her. It seems weird to see her so mad at someone that is not me.

" What do you want?" she turns to me.

I shrug. " How'd you know Mojo?" I asked instead.

Mojo Jojo was known as one of the biggest criminals in Townsville. He once took care of us when we were in trouble, but that time was way way back. The last time I've seen him is when he was locked up in jail.

" Because…he ruined part of my childhood," she snaps, her hands balling into tighter fist.

" How? You're worlds apart. Unless of course you were at the wrong side of town,"

Buttercup twirl to face me at this.

" You think because I was born here that I haven't been to the bad side of Townsville?," she storms passed me…"Butch..-,"

I turn, surprise of her calling my name.

" Listen I'm only going to say this once….t-thank you for saving my life," she quickly mutters before walking away.

" Don't mention it," I say although she's too far away to hear me. I frown when she's gone though. Ruined her childhood? What did Mojo Jojo do?

Boomer

" I think it's safe to come out now," I tell Bubbles when I see the house surrounded by cops.

Bubbles lets out a sigh. Her hand was still lock on mine. It was a strange feeling and I wasn't too sure what to do about it.

" Come on," Bubbles urge dragging me along. We didn't get very far before a voice echoes behind us.

" Bubbles,"

We turn.

" Professor!" Bubbles releases my hand to run towards him.

" What's going on? Are you okay?" the Professor hug her back, but his eyes went to me cautiously. " Who is he?" he asks Bubbles.

I open my mouth, but Bubbles beats me to it. " This is Boomer. He's my new bodyguard," she introduces.

" Bodyguard….I see," his tone was hard to decipher whether he found me unpleasant or not.

" Where have you been Professor?" the way Bubbles look up to him made me realize that she highly admires him.

" I'll explain later now let's go check on your sisters," the Professor began walking away.

I stay back. Bubbles glances back at me. " Just a minute Professor," she starts walking back towards me.

" Thank you," she lean in and kiss me before I saw it coming. It was like a quick peck. She giggles when she pulls apart. " See you,"

I just stand there like an idiot as she catches up with the Professor again. How else was I supposed to react to that? A moment later I met up with my brothers.

" Mojo?"

My brothers nod.

" Yeah, we have no idea what his goal tonight was," Brick murmurs.

" Maybe he has some unfinished job," Butch suggests.

" Yeah…," I zoom out.

" Boys I need to talk to you privately," the Professor called out.

We of course recognized him from the picture we saw in the files. We knew exactly who he was.

" Sure Professor what can we do for you?" Brick jumps down from the stool he was sitting at. "Is it about our father sir?"

" No, it's about the girls," he says, then he eyes me suspiciously. " We can't talk here. Come to my house right over there at 12,"

Whatever the Professor wants to say must be important.

~~~~ Review? Anywho I thought I'd make this fun! Vote on who do you want to kiss on the next chapter :D whoever gets the most votes I will write a kissing scene XD Until then XD HAVE A HAPPY NEW YEAR! XD