Alright folks. This here is not any request, this is a genuine AU story I've spent exactly 4 months planning, and here it is. This will be a rather disturbing and graphic story, so heed the warnings. This is an AU where the RowdyRuff boys are serial killers, and each have their own set of problems and issues. The Powerpufff girls are normal adults with their own jobs. (Though they're still sisters.) There will be the following pairings (If you could call them that). Brick x Boomer, Brick x Butch, Brick x Blossom, Butch x Boomer, Butch x Bubbles, Butch x Mitch, Butch x alotta oc bitches. (He's a horny murderer this one). This chapter is kinda short because its an intro but I am trying real hard because I've put alot of thought and planning into this.

Warnings: Violence, Blood, Rape, Incest, Kidnapping, Drug use, Torture

But none of these characters belong to me.

Enjoy. Reviews are welcomed and appreciated.


Brick jojo, a fine-looking redhead, sat nestled into his favorite chair, pondering over the days events when the sound of the front door was heard, along with the small beeping alarm he had wired under his desk, alerting him to any entry. He cast his abnormal ruby colored irises towards the hallway, where his brother eventually emerged, along with a busty looking blonde woman hanging over his arm. Quickly scanning over her face, the clever criminal quickly concluded that she was drunk. Flushed cheeks, annoying giggling, runny make-up.

"So..." He began voice low and husky, quickly attracting the blonde's attention, causing her to scan the redhead with interest. She inwardly marveled at how handsome he was, and here she thought the noiret was quite the catch. "Who do we have here?"

"Ah...This is Michelle...Meet her at the club...Pretty hot huh?" Butch purred, snaking an arm around 'Michelle's' waist and tugging her to him. She let out a quick laugh and rested her head on Butch's lean shoulder. The woman looked about 23, curly blonde hair that fell past her shoulders, bright blue eyes, and a tight black dress that stopped right below her thighs and clung to her figure.

"Hello there handsome...Butch here was just telling me about his fun room. Hey Butchie any chance he could join?" The blonde whined, hugging around Butch's arm, squeezing it between her breasts. A dark glint shimmered in Butch's jade eyes before it vanished, although Brick had gotten the message loud and clear. Brick simply snorted and tied his long shoulder-blade length hair back into his usual ponytail. All the obvious signs were there, this one wasn't making it home tonight. Butch had given out his real name, and he mentioned the 'Fun' room. The Fun room was a reinforced padded room, located a level below the basement. Brick chuckled, remembering how his youngest brother had once called it the basement's basement. Speaking of his little brother, he quickly looked over to the second hallway to see the blond peeking over, cobalt colored eyes widened before he took off, quickly slamming his bedroom door. Brick waited for the distinct 'click' signaling that Boomer had locked it. He sighed, taking note to have another chat with Butch over bringing playmates over so late in the night.

"I'm so sorry miss, but I'll have to decline your rather delicious-sounding offer, I have things I need to do tonight. Nice to meet you though." Brick cooed, and like always, the woman ate it up. She giggled and hid her face into Butch's arm for a moment before turning to look back at Brick.

"Okay hun, But if you change your mind we'll be in Butch's fun room" She laughed, using her fingers to signal quotation marks. Butch grinned, showing off his white teeth. To Michelle it looked like a charming smile fit for a bad boy like him. To Brick however, he looked like a predator just waiting to pounce.

"Alright. Have fun you two" He called after them, waiting until they disappeared into the kitchen where the basement was. He sat up and stretched, straightening out his dark grey shirt before heading through the second hallway of the "Rowdyruff Boys' two story house Brick had aquired through underhanded means. Hey, killing the previous owner's first son and threatening the rest of the family went a long way.

He traveled down the hallway until he reached the third door and gave a quick knock. "Boomer? C'mon Booms, its me. Its just me out here." The redhead only had to wait a few minutes before he heard a click and the blond's door cracked open.

"B-B-Brick?...T-T-They're g-gone right? N-Not that I d-don't want B-Butch h-h-here its just-" The blond was cut off from his rambling when Brick placed a finger on Boomer's lips.

"I know what you mean Booms. And yes they're gone. Can I come in pretty please?" Brick asked, keeping his voice low, soft and even to eas ethe trembling blond.

"Y-Yeah, s-s-sure" Boomer quipped, opening his door all the way so Brick could step inside before he quickly closed the door behind him and locked it once again. To anyone else, the blond's bad stuttering habit would be construed as annoying, but Brick found it cute. Everything about his little brother he found cute, even with the blond's constant twitching and stuttering. These traits weren't his fault after all. Brick quickly dropped himself onto the blond's bed, enjoying the soft, puffy blue blankets he had found for Boomer when they first moved in. He patted the spot next to him and Boomer hesitantly joined him.

"U-Um a-a-are t-they going t-to..." The blond trailed off and buried his face into his large pillow.

"Butch took her to the basement's basement. I'll make sure she's gone tomorrow and tell Butch to lay off bringing people over for a while." Brick replied without a beat, running his finger's through the blond's fluffy hair. "Still having trouble sleeping?"

"S-s-sometimes, y-yeah...Its g-getting easier...to sleep...s-s-sometimes" Boomer replied, shifting himself so that he could look back at Brick. He stared into those unnatural red eyes, finding comfort in them. Even though they all looked different, they were blood brothers. Triplets even. "B-Brick, d-d-do you think...i-if that c-c-chemical spill..w-w-with the x i-in the water...if we l-l-looked l-like him would we-?"

"Boomer..." Brick cut him off "Don't bring that up. Thats in the past. That man was a sick, disturbed bastard and he got what was coming to him. That stupid whore did too." He noticed that Boomer's mouth had opened slightly and his eyes had widened and he sighed. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you. I love you. You and Butch. You know this." Boomer nodded and Brick wrapped an arm around him, pulling him close.

"I-I know Brick." Boomer murmured, nestling into Brick's chest, where he felt safe, the only other place being Butch's arms. Brick smiled and quickly switched off the blond's light, bathing the room in darkness.

"Hey baby blue...What brought this up all of a sudden, out of curiosity?"

"U-U-Um, w-w-well the n-news said there w-w-was another outbreak o-o-of C-chemical x in t-the waterlines a-around Townsville r-r-recently.."

"Interesting..." Brick murmured, tightening his hold around the blond and closing his eyes, nestling into Boomer's pillow along with the blond. He'd have to sleep with the blond tonight until Butch cleaned up his mess tomorrow, or else Boomer wouldn't sleep at all.

After all, how could the most notorious murderers of Townsville get any sleep with a stranger in their home?