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The city of Townsville…

It was a quiet spring afternoon. The sky was crystal clear and as blue as the shining bay waters. The birds chirped and it was very peaceful. The hum of traffic echoed through the city streets and floated around. It was a kind of day that the Powerpuff Girls loved after a hard week of crime fighting. They could play at their house, or at the park, or just spend some family time with Professor Utonium. On this particular day, Buttercup practiced punching the stuffing out of her punching bag. Bubbles drew pretty pictures of butterflies with her new box of crayons. Blossom brushed up on her conversational Chinese. Yes, everyone in Townsville was enjoying the peaceful, crime free day. (These are pretty rare in Townsville) Everyone except….

THE ROWDYRUFF BOYS! Brick and his brothers sulked in the allies of downtown, stomping through the shadows and despising the day. Butch grumbled.

"This is so darn boring!! I hate days like this!! There's nothing to do!" He ripped out some of his spiky, jet black hair and kicked the wall of a nearby Laundromat.

"I know…" Brick grumbled, twirling some of his long red hair around his hand. "I wish we could think of something interesting to do."

Boomer blinked stupidly.

"What are we talking about?"

Brick gave him the evil eye and slapped him across the face. Boomer rubbed his stinging cheek and glared back.

"I was just asking!" he pouted. Brick slapped his hand over Boomer's mouth.

"Shut up, barf bag!"

Butch started to twitch and bounce impatiently.

"I want sugar! Sugar, sugar, SUGAR!" he chanted. Brick took his hand off Boomer's mouth and smirked.

"Not a bad idea!" he said. "I'm getting' kinda hungry too."

Without another word, the three brothers took off for their favorite ice cream shop, Baskin Robbins, Butch chanting: "ice cream, ice cream, ice cream, ICE CREAM!!" all the way.

Meanwhile at the Powerpuff Girls' house….

"Will you stop punching that stupid bag for a few seconds!" Blossom scolded. "I'm trying to study my conversational Chinese!"

Buttercup stuck out her tongue, counted out 4 seconds, then started punching her bag again. Blossom whirled around, her rose colored eyes scorching.

"What did I just say?!!"

"Beats me. You weren't listening either?"

Bubbles was stretched out on the carpet, very used to her sisters' bickering. She was humming to herself and cheerfully coloring her butterfly drawing purple.

"Coloring, coloring, coloring…I love coloring!" she sang happily. "Look guys! I drawed a pretty butterfly!"

"SHUT UP!!" Buttercup hollered, wrestling with Blossom at the same time. At first, Bubbles just stood there, still as a statue. Then she exploded, tears streaming from her eyes like she was a fountain.

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"I said SHUT UP, not SCREAM AT THE TOP OF YOUR STUPID LUNGS!" Buttercup growled.

"Stop it, both of you!" Blossom screeched.

Then another sound added to the ruckus of the room. The Hotline started to buzz. Blossom groaned loudly.

At Baskin Robbins…

Butch was twitching like a 9.0 earthquake while he stuffed his face with triple fudge ice cream.

"FUDGE!!!!!" he screamed. Brick punched all the people out of the shop, then began to gulp down some chocolate ice cream with caramel and peanut butter cups. Boomer was already stuffing as much dulce de leche ice cream as he could fit, into his mouth. People ran screaming from the shop as fast as their legs could take them. Then, three familiar colored streaks, pink, green, and blue, zipped through the sky and towards the scene of the action. Blossom activated her x-ray vision and quickly scanned the building. She let out a sigh.

"It's the Rowdyruff Boys." she reported. "I was beginning to think they would leave us alone this week."

"It's about time we destroyed those stupid punks." Buttercup snarled. "We destroyed them once, but then they get brought back by Him, and here they are again."

"For once I agree with you." Blossom said. "I'm tired of all their brainless crimes."

"Me too!" Bubbles sang.

"This time we're putting an end to their antics for all." Blossom said, before she and her sisters burst through the wall of Baskin Robbins. Brick snorted when he saw them.

"Well, isn't it the…"

Blossom rammed him into the wall before he could finish his sentence. The blow knocked the breath out of him, and he winced as a sharp pain stabbed his side. Blossom had never punched him this hard before. He countered the attack with a kick, but Blossom dodged it and slammed him into the counter, the glass slicing through his stomach. He let out a cry and tried to zap Blossom with his eye beams, but she dodged it again and socked him in the jaw, bringing him down to his knees. He held his stomach and felt the warm blood run over his hands. Growling like a wild animal, he aimed a punch at Blossom, but she grabbed his wrist and slammed him headfirst, violently onto the hard tile floor. Brick tried to hold his ground, but her abnormally strong attacks were weakening him fast.

Brick's brothers weren't doing any better against their counterparts. Boomer let out a squeal as Bubbles sent him flying into a row of metal bar stools, in a flash of blue. Butch grunted as Buttercup landed a hard punch on his gut, knocking him through a door and the floor. The green eyed Puff smacked him across the face and kicked his chest, leaving him breathless and gasping for air. Bubbles' sky blue eyes shone vividly as she twirled Boomer over her head like a lasso and hurtled him into the ceiling with a crash.

"Energy blast!!" Blossom ordered, her long red ponytail flying behind her. She and her sisters touched hands, sending a blinding white blast of energy at the boys. They screamed in agony as it hit them straight on. Then they crashed into the ground in streaks of flaming red, navy blue, and forest green. There they lay, battered and motionless.

"They're down!" Blossom shouted excitedly. "One more blast might finish them off!"

The three superpowered sisters joined hands in a circle, and began to spin blindingly fast, charging up for their famous atomic twister. Down on the ground, Brick stared at the girls, his head spinning and throbbing with pain. Seeing the intensity in their move, he knew he and his brothers wouldn't make it if they were hit.

"Idiots!!' he screamed at his brothers. "Get up! Those dumb girls are gonna whip us into pulp! MOVE!"

The limp forms of brothers just lay there like rag dolls, if you ignored Butch's twitching. Brick groaned angrily and struggled to pull himself out of the crater in the ground, but his body ached in exhaustion and he collapsed back down. His blood red eyes, half closed, weakly watched the blur of the Puffs, almost ready to perform their atomic twister. This is the end, he thought. Those girls are finally gonna destroy us. Just as the girls were about to unleash the fury of their atomic twister, the cerulean Townsville sky faded into a flaming red, and red clouds formed, and began to swirl. Out of the swirling clouds, the father of the Rowdyruff Boys, Him, appeared. He sent the girls flying into the ground with a wave of his claw, and with another wave, he enveloped his battered sons in red smoke, and they vanished.

"Those stupid little brats!" Him hissed, his eyes flashing viciously. "They barely escaped destruction again, only by my superior offensive tactics! Well, it's about time I gave them a little chat."

Him vaporized into the air in another red swirl of clouds, chuckling evilly while he traveled to his home in Hell.

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It was dark. All Brick felt was pain. It coursed through his beat-up body like a fiery snake, burning him to cinders. He groaned and tried to open his eyes, but they felt as heavy as cement blocks. Am I dead? He thought. The girls destroyed me, I know they did. As he lay there, in the mercy of darkness and agony, he thought he heard something rustling. Suddenly his body was enveloped in burning pain, tearing mercilessly through his flesh and setting his bones on fire. He howled in agony, his body writhing like a snake. Cries from his brothers pierced though the air as well. Then, as suddenly as it came, the pain was gone, leaving Brick limp and gasping, his scarlet eyes wide open in horror. He could see that he was in his father's domain, his brothers on the ground on either side of him. Him stood in front of his horrified sons, towering over them, his eyes glowing as he grinned evilly. He waved his claw, and an invisible force lifted the boys to their feet, leaving them fully restored in physical condition.

"Hello, my dear boys!" Him sneered. "You know, it's time I had a little chat with you, hmmm?"

"What do you want?" Butch growled. Brick shook his head at Butch furiously. Their father was the one person the boys didn't pick fights with. In a flash, Him was beside his emerald eyed son, hanging dangerously close and stroking his spiky black hair. Butch froze in horror as a red claw closed on his wrist and pulled him closer to his dad's face.

"Do you have any idea why I might be, displeased with you and your brothers? Any thoughts at all?" Him asked in his creepy feminine voice. Butch whimpered, trying to slide his hand out of the claw.

"Let go of me." he said softly. Him pulled Butch's face closer and he struggled harder.

"No!" Him screeched into his son's face, then slammed him face first into the ground, finally releasing his wrist. "You dimwitted fool! Why did I ever bring you and your stupid jerks of brothers back into existence?! You deserved to be destroyed! You are worthless!"

"We was doing everything you wanted!" Boomer interrupted. His father turned to him furiously and zapped him with his eye lasers, and the small blond boy squealed in anguish.

"You were not doing everything I wanted, you pathetic brats!" Him hollered. "I instructed you to destroy those meddling Powerpuffs, not rob the Baskin Robbins!"

Him stopped pounding Boomer into the ground and suddenly grabbed Brick's chin and turned his face to face him.

"And you, you were supposed to be leading those boneheads on my orders, not approving of their childish antics!" he screeched in fury. Brick made an effort to free his head, but his father whipped his face with his claw and flung him into the ground. Brick gritted his teeth and stood up, his cheek cut and bleeding. His father knocked him back into the ground with a single blow, and continued to relentlessly pummel him and his brothers.

Meanwhile, the Powerpuff Girls were flying back toward their house, very angry at their close failure in destroying the Rowdyruff Boys.

"I can't believe it!!" Buttercup burst out. "We were so close! But they escaped by a hair! AGAIN! Those stupid, rotten, good for nothing twerps!"

"I know…" Blossom replied. "But we will destroy them eventually. I know we will."

"Yeah!" Bubbles agreed. "We'll get them and blow them up like the first time!"

Blossom nodded determinedly at her blond pigtailed sister. She knew they would win ultimately. They always did. The three girls flew on in silence. Bubbles tried to find pictures in the clouds, Buttercup fumed about the Rowdyruff Boys, and Blossom began to mentally plan what attacks she and her sisters would use next time they ran into the boys. Then, Buttercup's super keen superhearing picked up a faint moan from across the town. A distress cry? She thought. The black haired Puff paused in midair and put her hand to the side of her head, listening carefully.

"Buttercup?" Blossom paused and turned toward her sister.

"Be quiet! I'm listening." Buttercup's face was determined. Then there it came again, the soft cry, traveling from across town. "Blossom, I hear something!"

"Someone's in trouble?" Blossom exclaimed.

"I think so."

"C'mon girls, let's go check it out." Blossom ordered. She and her sisters set off across town in a flash of blue, pink and green. They scanned the familiar Townsville streets carefully, looking for any signs of trouble. Blossom squinted determinedly. No bad guy was going to escape her again. Suddenly, Bubbles gasped, her pastel blue eyes wide. Her sisters looked at her, puzzled. Soundlessly, she just pointed at the roof of a nearby building.

"Holy…" Buttercup said softly.

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What did you think? Love it? Hate it? This is my first fic, so be gentle please! -CrystalBlossomx