Hey. This is my first Powerpuff Girls story. I hope you like it. R&R please.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything.
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Not Guilty
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"It's your fault. It's your fault. It's all your fault," The citizens of Townsville chanted, fingers pointing at a young blonde girl. "All your fault." The girl covers her ears, trying to block out the accusatory words. She looks around at all the hate filled faces, their hated directed towards her, their glares boring into her, blaming her. She feels the ground spinning, her vision is getting blurry.
The blonde spots two other girls, a redhead and a black headed girl; they stood of to the side, their heads hanging in shame. The redhead looks up, her unique pink eyes lock onto the clear blue eyes of the blonde, the girl shakes her head sadly and looks down once more.
That did it.
The blonde girl shuts her eyes tightly, tears seeping out, a sob raked her through her chest and she took off flying at the speed of light. She didn't know where she was going, and she didn't care. All she cared about was running away from all the hateful glares, her sisters.
Thinking of her sisters made her tears come faster. She couldn't help crying, she felt betrayed, her own sisters didn't even believe her. She stopped flying after a while and looked at her surroundings; she realizes she has wondered off into the bad part of town, where you could see a gang on every street. She had no idea how to get back nor did she want to go back. But being alone wasn't all that great either, especially when she was lost and vulnerable.
The girl started walking as to not attain unwanted attention, she was a Powerpuff Girl after all and people on this part of town didn't like her much. The sun was starting to set and it was getting darker, the girl was afraid of the dark. As she was walking down the street she saw a lot of horrible things happening but she couldn't stop and help, didn't want to. She feared that they would accuse her and make assumptions, she was sure the whole town knew about what happened earlier today, word travels fast.
She cringed and looked away when she saw two big looking guys beating up a middle-aged man demanding money. She clenched her fist when a teenager stole a handbag from a young woman walking down the street with a baby carriage. She reminded herself of the citizens pointing fingers at her every time she was about to help the victims.
Finally she grew tired and decided to go into a dark deserted alley and rest. She sat at a corner behind two trash cans, using a trash bag as a pillow. She closed her eyes and imagined none of this had ever happened, that it was all just a horrible nightmare and that she would wake up soon. But when she opened her eyes, she was still lying on cold concrete in a dark alley in the middle of the night. She cried at her realization, she was all alone in a place she was not familiar with and she could never return home for she would only bring shame to her family.
She would miss her sisters and the Professor, her creator, her father. Yes, she would miss him the most. She closed her eyes once more trying to stop her tears, they didn't stop. She eventually fell asleep. When she opened her eyes, the sun was rising and it was freezing. Sleeping in an alley during winter wasn't the smartest thing to do but its not like she had a choice.
She didn't want to get up just yet so she just sat up and leaned against the wall. She just sat there and stared at nothing, her mind was blank. Suddenly she heard her stomach growl and realized she was starving, she hadn't eaten anything since yesterday during breakfast. Her stomach growled again and she wrapped her arms around her torso trying to quiet down her stomach. It stopped for the time being and she relaxed her arms at her sides.
A few seconds later she heard loud laughter coming closer. She heard three different voices, guy's voices. She tensed, prepared for the worst.
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A/N: Yeah, that was it. I don't know if I'll continue, cause I usually suck at writing stories but if you like it, I might be willing to continue. :) peacee.