For like, three or four months I didn't update at all because of procrastination. Now that I'm updating every few days, it's like I get at least 30 notifications each day. (That's a lot for me) I'm starting to realize that an active author is a known one (Unless you're dead, which I hope I'm not)
Anyway, I'm hoping to became, like, INSANELY popular. It's every author's dream(mostly), but a lot of people give up :/ They make all of these plans without even finishing them. Sure, some of them are forced to stop writing, but others stop because no one reads their work. I think that's pretty stupid. I'm probably offending someone right now. FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKOkay, whatever, here's the stupid story.
-----------------------Blossom's POV
"What?" was the only thing that come out of my mouth. How did the Punkz even know our identities? Where are they even getting this information?
"We have to do something about them right now," Blake said, "You guys need to transform, like, now," I nodded.
*SKIPPING TRANSORMING SEQUENCE(or whatever) BECAUSE I'M LAZY*
The crashed ended. Buttercup had stopped trying to rip Berserk's head off by forcing her through about a hundred buildings.
"A normal human being would be dead by now, correct?" Brat said from behind us. She smiled with an icy glare.
"What do you want?" Bash said with a firm voice. I could hear Brat holding back what she calls a 'giggle'.
"You see, Berserk purposely let her guard while the green one was out. After she got angry enough, she'd go after the one threatening us the most, yes? That happened to be Berserk. Right now, Berserk isn't taking any damage. She's encased herself in her ribbons to protect her while Buttercup wastes the rest of her energy," Brat admitted.
"Or, you just repeated what happened to make it seem like you planned this all along and on the inside, you're hoping Berserk is smart enough to use her ribbons to surround her body," Bash said. Brat's expression didn't change. Ugh, rivals.
"Maybe, we'll never know," Brat continued to smile.
"So, which one is it?" Breaker asked.
"Both," Blake said, who seemed just as confused.
"What do we do about the Rowdyruff Boys," Bash asked, ignoring Brat completely.
"We wait. They're obviously pissed about us lying to them, but it looks like Butch is the only one who would actually do anything. For now, we just leave them alone. They're sensitive right now, but wouldn't listen to anything we have to say unless asked directly," I confirmed. I don't know whether they'll get over it, or want revenge. They're completely unpredictable at this point of time.
"I don't know if I could live with this guilt," Bubbles confessed. She looked over at Boomer, who wasn't even looking at her, "I really like him, you know? I don't see why it has to end so abruptly,"
"I know Bubbles, but we have to be strong. I don't like it, but we have more important matters than them right now," I smiled to cheer her up. She nodded slightly.
Brick.
Damn him.
Why does he have to get into my head like this without him even knowing?
Why us?
There's plenty of other girls in the world. Why us three?
Wherefore art thou.
Huh, Bubbles did love Romeo and Juliet.
I guess it's like that for all of us.
"Are you imbeciles just going to stand there and ignore me? HELLO! I'm your enemy! We're trying to kill you," Brat screeched. Attention-whore.
"You're not a problem against all five of us," Bash snickered. Brat was pissed, but that wasn't really a problem. I don't really know what kind of powers she has, but it's safe to assume she can't take us all on at once.
FWOOSH!
I felt something fly past us at incredible speed. I looked in the direction it was. Green.
Buttercup...
Since when was she this fast?
Brute flew past us as well. She has to be chasing Buttercup. But at this rate, it looks like Buttercup is way too fast.
Where's Berserk?
"I think this is a good time to jump in now, Blossom!" Bubbles said with a mixture of worry and haste. I felt an adrenaline rush within me. I breathed in and nodded.
"No! We'll see how this plays out. Buttercup has the advantage right now. If we jump in, it might interfere with anything she has planned," Bash concluded.
"We have to assume Berserk is going to ambush us at any given second. Be on your highest guard," Blake said.
I looked at Breaker. He hasn't a single word since getting here, has he? No, somethings wrong. I can feel it. I have to keep on eye on him.
Then I saw light. A red light. It was in the corner of my eye. I turned around.
Brick?
The red light was aimed at Breaker!
Before I could even move another muscle, Breaker was enveloped in the red ball of energy Brick had created.
"You bastard!" A voice screamed. It came from... under us? I looked at the platform, and saw red ribbons sticking from the ground.
What's happening?
Everything was too fast for me to comprehend it.
Berserk had burst from the ground.
Breaker was now panting on his knees, grabbing his neck.
Brick was already creating another ball of energy.
What?
Brick didn't say anything, but he was mad. He grabbed his wrist with one hand and his other hand was spread out wide. He shot the energy ball at Berserk, but missed. She flew up high, seemingly out of reach, but Brick didn't care.
He shot another at her, missing, over and over. She flew in circles overhead, trying to gain speed to dodge Brick's attacks.
Has he already forgiven us?
Berserk must have realized that she stood no chance against all of us, so she flew out of sight. Brat had already disappeared.
Once Berserk was gone, Brick lowered his arms, his right hand still clutching his left wrist.
"Brick?" I choked out. My entire body was trembling. I'm sorry, is what I wanted to say. My eyes were filled with tears. I tried to smile.
Brick turned around. He looked at me straight in the face with no emotion.
He raised his arms and created another ball of energy.
And pointed it right at me.
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