(Chapter 1): The Ace Card
We meet here at a thousand and ten years later, in a place near Tokyo, Japan, the Gang Green Gang was no more, and all that was left of it was Ace, Gorillaz's Ex Bass Player, next to Murdoc, got the news way back eversince Gorillaz made front page of the newspaperz catching Ace's eyes, soon enough to practice bass himself, in the end, he soon had to take over for one album, The Now Now.
But where has those days gone now? Getting beat up by three children in what appeared to be hero costumes, and not the ones you'd normally find in a Superhero Comic Book, the latest edition, unless you happen to be Ed, Edd N Eddy of DC Comics.
Speaking of Heroes, the war goes on as everyone else had superpowers. Unclear and what it seems, there was a giant entity from a small baby giving these powers and abilities called "quirks", and nearly everyone gets them, some lucky, some not that came with its own tortures.
Ace didn't get it. Why make powers if people would abuse it? And he KNOWS it's about billions of people trying to capitalize off powers and make profit, like being worshipped as good heroes in the good old days. Little did they know, being a superhero may have VIP perks, but it doesn't necessarily mean you're rich, as it is unprofitable and would be a foolish use, unless you have the power to shoot or print money.
Well, one time, in America, they took a boy named Cortex, who can shoot money everytime he snaps his fingers. America, the world, now into toil as everything went down in chaos, and the only governors are the ones who can save you and are not to be kicked out every four years, for you must reply one them time after time, even when they are dying to relax.
We meet Ace at his Japanese House that Noodle gave to him before she passed away. It was located where it had angered Ace the most. Near the Academy of Heroes, where he can see students of all powers, shapes and sizes come together, and train to be professional heroes, even though you don't even need a license, Ace remembered.
"They say to make money, you must be sold. Ain't that a biter?" Ace grumbled. His body never aged, he was still at least 38 years old at the least before he could be immortal and watch as every villain and heroes he knows die of old age. "I dunno what to do now... Except to prove that being paid is not a hero's way..."
He suddenly got a delivery. Ace got out the door and got his samples in a delivery crate, from a delivery man who's mustache is able to be used to sweep away dust, which Ace could clearly see as his mustache was to the ground, sweeping away the dust from the ground. It was disturbing at first when Ace first saw him, but he asked himself, is the Delivery Man any worse? On the contrary, there was more disgusting freaks that looked by far the worsr, with the worst quirks and worst looks, defying the Great One's creation of the human body, and now, it's Ace's turn to play God with powers, something he was given to.
On the discovery of seeing the Powerpuff Girls vanish to nothing, before passing away when Ace was in between good and evil, Ace had a tour of the Professor's Lab and how he made the girls with Chemical X and sweets and spices and whatever tickles a little girl's fancy. It was strange, but when he heard Chemical X, based upon knowledge, it's just pure Girl Deoxyribonucleic Acids. Lord knows where does the Professor gets these cells from, but Ace doubts it's pure scrapes and bruises along with collection of blood and urine. It was more than that, it's more like emotions, feelings, ideas, truths, blending into what makes a girl. Ace found out after the Professor died, begging Ace to not create his own girls for his own twisted purposes, but of course, Ace wouldn't dare, until now.
"Thank you sir." Ace opened his wallet and paid the delivery man his money and takes his crate. "Watch out for my cactus!" Ace pried open the crate and received what he longed to get. "Excellent."
Ace had received a Commissioned Chemical X, using little girls to feel what they feel, churning it into THIS chemical that looked unstable, as one exposure could lead to one being overjoyed, and not in a good way, think of this as like a drug.
Inside was also the "ashes" of Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup. Before Ace bought the ashes from an auction, he tried talking to spiritual ghosts to see if they were teuly gone, and all he got were demons. Weak, pathetic demons. Well, the girls had no soul at all, it was just the Chemical X running in their veins, though Ace still believes their spirit is at rest, unable to be touched.
"Time to wake you up from your sleep, heheh." Ace crackled his knuckles before he gets out a big stew pot and poured in a huge amount of soda, counting as the sugar and base of the mixture. Next up, the spice. Ace frowned at this expectation. "Hope you chumps are grateful! This costed me a fortune!"
Ace sighed before emptying a bottle of expensive Wasabi into the mixture. He made SURE there was no hint of Horseradish in it, as he threatened the seller to make pure Wasabi Sauce and nothing else! This, of course, left him one year off of his rent.
And to top it all off, everything nice. Though there was nothing American-like for the nicest things he can put for this mixture, so he improvised.
"One box of Pocky... Nine balls of Bubblegum..." Ace turned to get a puppy doll and a kitten doll, and Ace stirred them into the mix and watch it dissolve as the Wasabi melts the nice things. "I have toys. Fans, Piko Piko Hammer, and a Yo-yo!"
Ace pushed them all in as he heard giggling female noises. "As the Professor told me, this is where the mixture is ready. But I'm not done yet..."
Ace took out the ashes of the Powerpuff Girls, and poured them in, which was the same ingredients the old Professor used, only more American like, meaning Sugar, Pepper and a whole lot of things that made a girl happy, and at least Ace was no longer living in America, otherwise the US Government would make him mass produce Powerpuff Girls all day and night, for the rest of his life. "In you go... Now for the stirring process...Ugh!"
For at least four hours straight of mixing it with as much speed and stamina recommended, Ace made sure he set the Chemical X right as he used the spoon to break the bottle, pouring the contents in. And at a sudden explosion, Ace couldn't believe his eyes.
"You're... Alive..." Ace smirked. "YES!"