Fan Fiction ❯ Powerpuff Maximum EX. ❯ Chapter 5

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Bubbles chuckled as she slid open the side door; looking down one way, than the other she set the ball rolling on her insane plan. Stealthily moving to the elevator she looked around and press the call button, when she heard the ding and the doors opening she move quickly to float up into the car's ceiling and press open the emergency hatch than floated up to the floor where Princess and Buttercup are living.

Pressing her fingers into door slot and preyed it open; only to come face to face with an angry, jade-colored powerpuff. Which turn into a fist to face; which became her body meeting the other end of the elevator shaft and the open air than the ground outside of the building. When Bubbles regain what little conciseness she was face to face with the angry, jade-colored powerpuff that was named "buttercup".

"I read about the time when visited the orphanage, remember when you had a few hundred dollar for our 12th birthday?" Buttercup pressed a foot onto Bubbles' chest and lean down to get a better look into madness' eyes. "I read all about the escapade, Princess may have many men & women but you are the most traumatic of them all."

"How do you know this?" Bubbles slowly trained off as the realization came over her that maybe Princess would tell her sister about a few things; including the very vicious loving that she (Princess) received when she (Bubbles) learn the "birds and the bees."

"I'm assuming from you're wide eyes you figured it out, but it doesn't matter because you are in deep SHIT," Buttercup lean so close their nose touched. "What are you doing here?"

"How did you know I was coming?"

"I saw you literarily coming a mile away, and the side door is the new 'back door' of criminal world."

"What are you going to do to me?"

"How the hell are so strong?"

"Ever heard of Insigma?"

"Well I have the demon virus so - ACK!"

Blossom looked up from her book - a Lewis Carroll classic - and stared at the door before it caved inwards from a kick from Buttercup, a squirming Bubbles in hand that was thrown onto the floor and held in place with a well placed foot on her back.

"Tell her," Buttercup said.

Bubbles let out a small squeal of pain, a few tears rolled down her cheeks and began to babble about something. "I'm sorry! Sorry! SORRY!"

"You wanted to rape my girlfriend," Buttercup said as she let up her foot to allow the blue puff up. "Sorry to intrude on you, good-doer," she said as she try to speak in her best villain voice, "I just had a urge to actually do something good."

Blossom watch her sister leave, her demonic sense were telling her to interrogate her "baby" sister. Fast hands grasped Bubbles' throat and threw her into a chair and landed a solid punch to the jaw, Blossom was boarder lining on going into a fury black out. Leaning over the trembling girls Blossom fangs were bare as she held herself back from tearing the blue puff's throat right out.

"What the hell is going on?" Blossom growled, "I never thought something like this would happen, and don't lie to me about it."

"Blossom...." Bubbles said so quietly it was barely above a whisper.

At that moment, Blossom narrowed her eyes and than pushed away. "I give up, I knew there is something wrong with you."

Bubbles shook with fear as her eyes followed a now "calm" Blossom move away from her, the red puff stood at the now open door staring back.

"Buttercup is no longer a powerpuff girl and now I resign, she steals, I unconsciously kill yet somehow you're worse than BOTH of us," with that speech Blossom left.

Bubbles sat there, now she realizes that she is alone.

All alone.



All alone.

One wouldn't associate this with the toughest ruff, no one would have figure that the black haired boy would cry. Nor would they figure he would allow his body to lose it's muscle mass a little, which equals a loss of his strength.

But after viewing his "father's" broken - yet so-called "fixed" - body at the funeral he began to dive down into a dark spiral of self-destruction. Many would think he wouldn't give a damn about the evil monkey, but the ruff looked down at the calm face of the comical, yet evil, monkey he broke.

Laying on the bed buried within the pillow, he sobbed as he allow the same amount of emotion to be released.

All alone.

He will always be alone.