Ch70: The Frozen Memory"BUTTERCUP!" fumed Bubbles, slamming the back door behind her as the warmth of the afternoon engulfed her body, "We gotta do homework!" she cried, stepping out into the backyard where she knew her sister would be. Today, a Sunday and thus their last chance to do their schoolwork before heading back the following day, was reported by the Megaville Meteorological Assosciation to be the warmest day of this year's fall season. It would be only a few weeks until the winter months began and so receiving a day as beautiful as this was an utter blessing. Bubbles loved warm days, definitely, and she missed the beach (the one thing Megaville did not have to offer was a pristine shoreline, instead providing an expansive harbour for commercial shipping and recreational boating). But when the prospect of being faced with a grumpy Ms Meryl because she did not finish her math work terrified her into getting her priorities right. But being the funloving opportunist that she was, even priorities paled
Ch 4: Underworld PokerBlack. Everything was black. The air, the sky, the ground. All of it. Grim smiled to himself as he sat at his spot around the large table. There were people watching him and his every move, looking, listening, learning from him. Above Grim, a sign equally black as the surroundings hung, letter splashed in blood red writing on it, reading "Annual Grim and Evil Poker Tournament".Ch 4: Underworld Poker9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Grim was never good at human games, but he was slowly learning. In fact, he had scored a few big wins over time, no thanks to the human girl Mandy who liked to make his afterlife a living hell. Poker was a good escape from her, yet at the same time a great reminder of the hardships he would yet have to face under the lash of the human girl and her stupid friend. Grim shuddered and was thankful he had some downtime to spare. He dealt the cards with his bony hands to the players who sat around the large circular table. Grim was feeling lucky today.
The small coin-like chips were stacked neatly in the centre of the
Ch23: Four Came BackBreannin touched down on the ground and approached the small group. They looked wary but she held out her hands for them to keep calm, "Guys, we're gonna try and reason with her. She's willing to negotiate."Ch23: Four Came Back9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"REASON with her!?" Bell snapped, "Have you any idea how dumb that sounds?"
Breannin nodded, "Yes, but if it was THAT dumb then even Barasia wouldn't bother with it. But look," she turned, and sure enough, a slightly grazed Barasia approached. "For all we know, we could reach an understanding."
Jazzal grit his teeth, "Bree, are you sure about this?"
Breannin looked up at him, "She's my sister. I gots-ta do what I can."
Blossom blinked, "Um... Breannin, your eyes are black!"
Breannin blinked too, "Uh... can we... leave that kinda stuff til later? Cos..."
Barasia folded her arms, "Speak your mind.... 'sister'." she almost spat the word. Bell growled at her tone.
"You need to understand something, Barasia. You need to understand what you've become." Breannin told her. She brushed a fe
Ch32: The Worst Kind of NightmareHe felt a pain in his head, as though his brain was swelling, putting pressure on his skull. Today had been rough. Professor Utonium brewed himself a coffee and stood beside the kitchen sink, staring out the window toward the neighbours' house, the streetlights and the dark and cloudy sky. The many thousands of lights from the city centre glowed like fireflies in the distance. He sipped his coffee and couldn't help but groan a little. As if things hadn't been hard enough already...Ch32: The Worst Kind of Nightmare9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The girls had been sent home. Well... HIS girls had been sent home. The school had described everything under the simple word 'incident', as though it were a once-off happening, no real damage, things will be back to normal tomorrow, whatever. Utonium growled, clutching his coffee mug that little bit firmer. 'Incident' didn't cut it. Not by a long shot. A prototype aircraft had been incinerated, strange lights from the sky had been reported from citizens all around the metropolitan area and those in smaller
Lifelines Ch 1: EncounterThe Harvey bridge, spanning Megaville's Acharon Bay, was awash in a blanket of hazy smoke and billowing curtains of reddish-orange fire. What remained of the huge structure, which usually curved across the bay, its two huge pylons sticking upwards into the sky like needles, was a mass of shattered, fractured concrete, steel and plastic which barely kept itself together at the struts. The bridge was over 3 kilometres long, spanning the large bay serenely, offering drivers perfect views. However, there was motoring over the bridge today, the huge roadway instead burning as though a large plane had hit it. Strewn across the ten lanes were the remains of cars, helicopters, tanks and people, incinerated by an unearthly force. The normally peaceful and beautiful Megaville landmark had been reduced to a smouldering pillar of chaos, the smoke rising into the sky as several dozen vehicles burned.Lifelines Ch 1: Encounter9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The bridge's support collumns, which rose out of the blue waters below, had not been at all damaged
Ch100: Reunification EndingThis is where he had been all this time. Bell hadn't heard from Zim in some time before he had sent his loyal yet somewhat simple assistant up to rescue Bell from the doomed starship, plucking her free just before it and everything within it were annihilated. He hadn't been plotting another farfetched scheme that involved his one vs humanity's millions of millions in the hope of global conquest. Instead he'd been here, in secrecy, minding his own business up until a few days ago. Bell glanced at the greyish dirt on her hands. How long had it been since she had been here? How long since herself and Zim had been here... after it had been utterly flattened. She was kneeling upon what she had always considered sacred ground. Months ago, she had to abandon it, and with her apparent acceptance into a new family, she doubted she'd ever see a reason to return here. And yet, here she was... kneeling upon the soil of her birthplace... staring at the freshly turned dirt before her and two other,Ch100: Reunification Ending7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Ch91: The Impassable DoorBarasia was silent for a moment, an uncertain expression stuck on what was left of her face that remained hanging on her skull. Her fingers flexed in and out impatiently, her right hand still slightly spazzing as though afflicted with pulses of thought that caused them to move erratically. Barasia was sick of all those questions. All those 'could-have-beens'. She'd chosen her path and Bell had chosen hers. Loneliness was her own consequence. Being inferior was Bell's. Her segmented jaw finally parted in a ghoulish clacking of her steely mandible, words forming from lips that were no longer in any condition to form those sounds as they left her mouth, like a talking skeleton, "I do fear the loneliness... but it won't hold me back!" Barasia announced to her, "I'd soon ignore it, and strive to better myself as the ultimate example of survival and adaptability. And then, when I become the most supreme creation in all the universes, more spectacular and grandiose than the constellations andCh91: The Impassable Door7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Ch66: Vexus vs Barasia pt3Vexus gnarled, dropping the friendliness and wanting more duct oil spilt, "Now, child, we play!" her mounted cannons levelled themselves, both aiming at Barasia's shielded face. The girl gulped. What kind of deadly gift would be administered from those two shiny tubes? She didn't want to imagine what they could do before they actually did it, for it was a cold fact of nature that a sense of dreaded anticipation made the experience far worse than it needed to be. She was confident in her shield, confident in the technology TentoRaijin had so lovingly given her as accessories to overthrow the current Cluster regime and replace it with a new monarchy that would restore the civilisation to its rightful place. She had every confidence in her technology. TentoRaijin gave her the best of the best. There was nothing that could scare her so long as she had her shield to protect h-Ch66: Vexus vs Barasia pt38 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Barasia felt the ground sliding under her shoes and heard the roar of her defensive screens as two reddish-o
Ch 12: Ghostly WhiteNow there was only one. The pitiful Irken who had only survived this long because of that foolish human girl Samantha, whose body lay on the ground several metres away. Zim was sitting on a small rock, staring at the destroyed robot companion of his. His large red eyes seemed to have lost their vibrance; there was only sadness in them now. He had tuned out from the rest of the world, focusing on the small robot, wondering how things might have ended up if he had treated Gir better. Bell was gone, too, so he couldn't get advice. It was as though everyone around him was dying, yet he was left untouched. Even when it was meant to be his turn to die, somebody else would jump in and die for him. Is that the way it worked on Earth? he wondered.Ch 12: Ghostly White9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He didn't notice the approach of the black Powerpuff, or the predatory look in her eyes. He didn't realise she was there, right in front of him, until she grabbed him by the collar of his outfit and pull him offthe rock, staring at him as though he wa
Ch 1: Two Months On...The City of Megaville!Ch 1: Two Months On...9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
From a distance, it looked like a colony of lights, all different colours, merging into a collage of glistening balls of glow, some white, some yellow, some red and some other colours, all blanketing the land surrounded by the Basin Mountains. Some of the lights flickered. Others pulsed. And others burned brightly, drowning out the glow from smaller buildings around them. Even the bridges were lit up this evening, as well as the aircraft flying in and out. Megaville was huge, described by its Mayor and a Ultracity. It was ever-growing, expanding at a rate of 21 acres a year. Situated on the Western Seaboard, Megaville was an advanced place, pure and simple. But such a state of development made it a target. Criminals were plentiful, as well as corruption and trafficking of illegal technology and contraband. Many organisations saw that expanding into Megaville was gaining a foothold where others had none. So the city needed something to protect itself from all form
Ch92: Wrong DestinyBell spotted the slab of metal on the floor which she had used to obliterate Barasia's nullify blaster. She bit her lower lip, which tasted strangely salty from the blood that had dripped onto it. Blossom had just made a brave and defiant declaration, right to Barasia's face. She knew that Barasia would not have wanted to hear those words, because that meant that any chance of prolonged funtime in which the victim was brutalised but nonetheless kept alive was over. Barasia had just lost her toy. She had to kill her now. Just like it had been with Breannin, all it took were a few words to sign a death warrant that could be executed within seconds. Bell noticed that Bubbles had disappeared from the doorway, probably summoned by Dexter due to the amount of chatter she could hear going through her comm chip which she paid no attention to. That was probably for the best. Blossom's condition was terrible as it was, and Bubbles probably couldn't stomach witnessing that condition grow any worsCh92: Wrong Destiny7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Ch64: Vexus vs BarasiaHer spine found the solid bulkhead and bashed itself against it. Instead of clamping her eyes shut, they flew open as her jaw dropped into a hollow scream with no sound. She bounced off, her knees finding the floor and her hands finding it a moment later. She panted against the pain that surged up her alloy backbone as voices in her head screamed at her to quit while she could and beg for mercy. She pushed up, resting upon her lower legs and feeling her bodyweight upon them. It had only been about five minutes of being knocked around like a pingpong ball and already her durable body was feeling the strain. Vexus was only playing with her. She would remain defiant against her. She winced but was smiling. The pain only really lasted a moment before it receded to a dull ache. A smile came to her face and she chuckled darkly. It'd take much more than that. Much more. But her body might break before her resolve.Ch64: Vexus vs Barasia8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The skeletal shadow of the monstrous insect Queen towered over her, shadowed by
Ch96: Left BehindBubbles could almost hear Dexter grinding his teeth and ripping his hair out, "Bubbles, I don't understand why, but that gravitonic emission can only be coming from one thing, and it's not meant to be happening yet!"Ch96: Left Behind7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Bubbles was getting frantic as well. Dexter's oh-so-serene attitude did not help things one iota, "What are you even TALKING about!?"
"Barasia!" Dexter shouted, impatient and furious at the same time, "It's Barasia... her new body, it's... come online ahead of time. I'm sure we were given at least a few minutes more than this... d-dammit, I gotta pull you out, but-"
"Dexter, please, just do it... I'm..." Blossom shrunk a little within Bubbles' hold, "I'm getting scared..."
"Alright, I'm getting locks onto you... You're gonna make it home, Blossom, I promise. You're gonna come home, we'll all have some rest, and I can sleep over at your house, just like you wanted..." If Dexter's blushes made a noise, Bubbles was certain she'd be going deaf. "Just let me try... a
Ch 5: Father's DayBell rubbed her forehead, feeling an artificially induced headache coming on. Black Eden swirled into place around her as herself and her younger sister Breannin appeared in the dark garden realm. It was quiet here. It had always been quiet since the day Bell had lost her father. It had only been her and Zim, and then Gir when Zim managed to repair him. But with four of them now it was still a lonely place. Somehow, the Cluster's Council made things more interesting. Now they were gone, things were too quiet even for Bell to stand. They stood on a small paved area in front of a raised platform with a large chair and a huge set of TV screens around it. Nethertrees blocked the dark sky above, the huge realm eerie, once the battlefield in which Bell's father, 3 Clusteroids and one human girl were killed.Ch 5: Father's Day9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Breannin stepped forward, "Zim? Zim!" she called the name of the only other survivor of Barasia's rampage who still lived here. If Zim wasn't working at his lab at his home or attending S
Ch 9: Vendettas and LossesMontray and the remainder of the Council watched from a short distance. He chuckled, "That Barasia certainly knows how to stir trouble, eh? She'd make a good member."Ch 9: Vendettas and Losses9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Destruction shrugged, "I suppose, but I must warn you, she's not one to be messed with. You can tell, can you not?"
Samantha's eyes narrowed. They were using their latest weapon against little Bell, and she felt bitter towards them for that. Perhaps she didn't share their innate sense of insanity. But she felt as though it was wrong. She quietly separated herself from the rest of the Council.
Nool grinned, "I reckon a few more upgrades and she'll be unstoppable!"
Hassamu hissed, "We'll see. The outcome of this fight will determine both Barasia's future, and possibly ours."
Montray grinned, "I like those odds."
Bell let out a feral cry and lunged at her 'sister', slamming into her, their speed cancelling each other out. Immediately they broke into a flurry of fisticuffs, kicks and blocks. X couldn't keep track as the two g
Ch86: Not Bad for a FleshyBlossom threw up her arms in defense, taking Barasia's shoulderblock square-on lest it slam into her ribs and knock the breath out of her. She shoved back, forcing Barasia's momentum back at her in hope of buying her a chance to put some distance between herself and this sadistic maniac. But Barasia thrust forward again, both bulls locking horns in a stalemate of inertia. Blossom's jaw was clenched so tight that she felt the veins within it throbbing. The soles of her shoes could not stay on the polished floor much longer before the friction was overcome. She'd need to try something else. She could not simply hold Barasia at bay until Bubbles and Buttercup arrived. She didn't even have time to think, much less grieve, about Bell. Amidst the flurry of ebony hair, Blossom saw Barasia's gleaming grin STILL upon her face as she powered forward against her. It was the same grin Blossom remembered seeing on Bell's face that first time they fought. Barasia's own smile... so similar... they inCh86: Not Bad for a Fleshy7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Ch71: CoronationHis voice echoed, "It's really quite spacious in here."Ch71: Coronation8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
TentoRaijin folded his arms, patrolling the corridor beside his friend and chuckling, "You can never have too much free space. King Astlax was a fool to abandon this place. But, at the same time, he was a genius for not destroying it." TentoRaijin was walking slowly along the edge of the enormous interior pit of the fortress, the expansive cavern the product of the moutain the fortress was built upon being hollowed out. Neither could see the far end, and the multitude of metallic implants built into the walls of the cavern gave the place a lustrous silvery glisten. The chill of the whole place formed a thick misty cloud amongst the depths of the cavern, giving it a mystic appearance. The railing Carapace was standing beside was the only thing between himself and a giant drop to the distant bottom. No doubt this place was once a storage factory for ancient and outdated Cluster craft, or perhaps a massive research or weapon silo. Te
Ch35: Lifelines conclusionAround them, time roared. Barasia could barely hear a thing against the rumbling howling noises around her, and could barely feel a thing against the burning pain in her arm. Bell was still coming at her, even as time tunnels began to open. If Barasia's assessment was right, she had already lost. The time vortex they were in was slowly winding down, and the tunnels would all lead back to the present. But only one out of the so many around her would lead her back to Megaville. But she had accomplished much already. The Powerpuffs were dead, as was that little timeboy. She knew she had accomplished much today. But there was one little problem, and that was the white haired, black-eyed girl who was currently delivering punch after punch to Barasia's raised arms.Ch35: Lifelines conclusion9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Bell seemed to be even stronger now. Was she more confident now that Barasia's older form's remains were strewn about nearby, a piece or two occaisionally getting sucked into an open time corridor like a vaccuum cleaner sucking up
Ch13: The OnlookerFrom the shadows of the forest, Rini watched in silent fascination at what she had just witnessed. Her small form was easily concealed behind the large tree she stood behind, her scarlet eyes peeping out enough to witness an event she thought could only happen in the fairytales her dad, Prince Endymion, used to tell her. They were the stories of a brave man, who travelled through time with his many companions, who joined him and left him over time, saving the universe as they knew it whilst riding inside a living vessel shaped like ancient communications boxes. She hadn't considered it as any more than a story, but when she heard that distinct rumbling noise and saw the blue box literally appear before her eyes she knew those folktales were true. Was it him? The Doctor? The dashing Time Lord? Rini wanted a closer look...Ch13: The Onlooker9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Good to see yeh, Otto, bin wot, two years?" The Doctor asked.
Otto chuckled, "More like 3. I was in child care when you last visited the Squad."
"Oh yeah, tha's right
Ch7: JaseThe sandstorms that usually raged with more ferocity than unchained bloodhounds were eerily absent this night. The sand turned a deep blue as it reflected the darkness of the clouded sky above. Dunes as high as buildings curved through the sand, the lack of wind allowing it to settle into rippling formations that looked a lot like ice-cream. The sand piled thickly, allowing someone to stand upon it without the risk of sinkingCh7: Jase9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was fortunate, because the man who stood amongst the quiet dunes on this cold night was quite heavy. We was in no way fat. Instead, his body was covered in muscle, as though tempered, non-stop, from a very early age. His eyes bore a dark hatred, though what it was towards, not many knew. His eyes, black as his long hair, remained closed as he stood, meditating silently, amongst the mountains of sand.
His body donned an ancient armour, which surprisingly did not cover much of his torso. A pair of giant shoulder guards sat at the sides of his neck, the one on the
Ch80: Sugar and Strawberries"Hey, you never quite told me," Blossom murmured, not needing to speak very loud as her voice echoed off every polished surface around her, "why your father captured Mojo Jojo." She had been surprised to hear, a couple of days ago during a routine scare in which the simian supergenius had been brought up as a possible culprit, that he had actually been enlisted (by the throat) into Bell's late father's plans of conquest; plans which quite clearly never saw the light of day as he had intended. It certainly did explain why he had not been active as of late, but for some reason, Blossom didn't think it was a good idea for one evil genius to conspire with another, even if it meant a temporary break in their crime levels. She'd much rather be taking on one of Mojo's many brilliant yet ultimately-flawed schemes right now, and the only way she would ever see the inside of one of HIS many war machines was when she was drilling her way through it. Unfortunately the same could not be done for DoCh80: Sugar and Strawberries7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Ch 10: The Face of EvilBarasia cackled at the disabled gynoid, and Bell panicked. She told her computer core, "Assess damage in right lower leg. Perform level one diagnostic, indentify problem, and restore to functional status!" she ordered. She could feel sense building very slowly in her leg, but it would take time. She could see the kaijins of the Darkstar Council chuckling in the distance, whilst her father could barely keep still, trying to restrain himself knowing that he would surely be massacred if he tried to help Bell. So Barasia knew that her targets were wide open, with no resistance to her next attack. She spied the grieving Irken, Zim, holding the little robot of his in his arms. Why not? She had finished off the Irken's little automaton, so Zim was next. She pointed at the Irken with two fingers, two shafts of turquoise light lancing from them. They were directly at Zim's head.Ch 10: The Face of Evil9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
To Bell, everything went in slow motion. Zim slowly looked up as the pair of deadly beams sizzled towards him. Gir wa
Ch19: AftermathThe days passed without much incident. Barasia hadn't attacked, and school was proceeding normally. Normally, of course, for a school that had just lost a student. Jack had found Rini's body lying on the temple steps. He was still very depressed about it, being the one to find her and having to tell the whole school. Bubbles still cried about it some times. Buttercup had sworn vengeance, Dexter had found it all rather confusing, whilst Otto had been awefully quiet the past couple of days. It worried the hell out of Blossom. If she didn't know any better, she'd have said that Otto quite liked Rini, and he was distraught about her murder. Only Blossom, the Doctor, Bell and Breannin knew who had done it.Ch19: Aftermath9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
There were mixed emotions around the school as well. Ms Meryl had been taking the past couple of days off as she had been too upset to teach. Therefore, a replacement teacher, a rather horrid old lady by the name of Ms Russell, had taught them, often picking on certain kids and completely
Ch88: Lost Her MindIn the same instant that the screech of horrid sound reached her ears, Bell had seized the fallen metal plate and raised it in front of her. Blossom scrunched her eyes shut, ducking as she felt the heat of the bright green burst draw close. Bell held the plate with its broad side outward, the polished metal alight with the flare of the incoming blast. Drawing her arm upward and the plate with it, she whispered, "Please work... please work..." then she flung her arm downward. She heard Blossom screaming in fright. Blazing energy met the spinning flat side of the plate as it whirled through the air in front of Blossom. Like a mirror, the airborne metal caught the blaster fire head-on. The plate spun and clattered across the floor, having already done its work. It fell flat with a clang. Blossom felt the wash of warm light fade away from her face although the green aura still lit the room like the sun. There was a yelp of alarm. Bell couldn't take her eyes off what then happened as the reCh88: Lost Her Mind7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Ch28: Nano nano nano"The Professor has wanted to chat with you and Zim. You go ahead. I'll finish up here and meet you in the kitchen a little later. Thanks again, Dex."Ch28: Nano nano nano9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Dexter silently sighed. He wanted Blossom to keep him here. She was better company than a hyperactive green skinned... thing. Still, he might learn something. He pocketed his quadracorder and gave a final glance to Bell, "Ok then. See you soon."
"Yeah..." Blossom muttered. She looked distracted. Dexter spun and headed out of the lab door into the main room, his coat billowing like a cape. Blossom rubbed the side of her head. She wanted to go to bed early, despite Dexter being here. Once he disappeared from view, her headache got worse. Great... not only were the images of Breannin's death plagueing her, but now she had the new thought of Dexter's old relative blowing his head apart with a revolver during a drunken game of chance. So much for the possibility of some good nights' sleep. A distant clanking noise made it past the open doors t