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Dreams of an Absolution	By : DeusExProcella Category: +M through R > PowerPuff Girls Views: 9670 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"Hope you got your things together
Hope you are quite prepared to die
Looks like we're in for nasty weather
One eye is taken for an eye,"
Bad Moon Rising (Creedence Clearwater Revival "Green River")

Dreams of an Absolution
Chapter 21
"This doesn't make any sense..." Blossom let her head fall back into her mitts, staring wide-eyed at the ground. Nearby, she could faintly hear Bubbles. Was she crying? Blossom closed her eyes, praying her own tears went unseen. How could this be happening?
"Why can't we find anything!" Blossom flinched and shook her head. She didn't know. It didn't seem possible. She heard a low voice shush a quiet sob. Another, rougher, voice spoke up. In his voice reflected the same disgruntled helplessness their leader displayed. How could this be happening?
"This guy is way too good..." There was a loud crack. Blossom's head shot up, just barely avoiding the debris. Buttercup snarled, punching the dumpster again, smashing it further into the solid brick wall next to it. Brick, himself, swallowed and crossed his arms.
"Or girl! Or monster! Or ghost! We don't know ANYTHING!" Buttercup screamed. Blossom had been afraid to look before, but now she could clearly see the tear stains streaking Buttercup's dirty face. It was three in the morning...they were all exhausted, and they'd exhausted anything even resembling a lead. And to top it all off...over the course of their search, they'd discovered yet another girl missing. How could this be happening?
"Hey, chill...we'll find them, alright? I mean, c'mon, there's six of us!" Brick tried his best to calm her down...but empathy wasn't his strong suit. He didn't know her like they did. Right now, Blossom thought, words meant nothing to Buttercup. What she wanted was action. What she wanted was justice. What she needed, was something to punch. With a resounding crash, Buttercup knocked the dumpster through the brick wall, staring at the gaping hole and collapsing into fresh tears. It was enough to bring Blossom and Bubbles down again too.
"I want to find her now! I have to find her now! I can't wait until tomorrow! We! Have! To! Find! Her!" With each scream, Buttercup punched the ground. Harder, and harder, until the alleyway they were resting in looked like a meteor landing site. Brick grumbled, unsure of what to do or say. Bubbles took that moment to go over to Buttercup and hug her. Butch joined Brick, looking just as confused and helpless. In fact, the only person who still seemed calm was the one sitting silently next to Blossom.
Boomer hadn't spoken since they landed. Every so often, he reached over and patted Blossom on the back. But now, with Buttercup's fury gone for a moment, he finally spoke, leaning closer to Blossom.
"I...I'm sorry," Blossom rubbed her eyes.
"Why?" She whispered. Boomer blinked and lowered his head.
"I...didn't find anything either," Blossom nodded. She couldn't blame him. They'd been searching for so long...and not one of them had found anything. Nothing...except two more victims. Twelve-year-old Renee Temsik, and...seven-year-old Julie Bean.
"We have to find her, Bubbles...we have to!" Bubbles nodded, helping Buttercup to her feet. Blossom slowly climbed to her feet, grabbing her sore arm. Most of her injuries from their botched practice had healed but...
"We won't find anything else tonight," She said, speaking out loud. It hurt to say, but nothing hurt as much as the looks Bubbles and Buttercup gave her. Blossom lowered her eyes, but spoke in the clearest voice she could.
"We...are tired. We didn't have supper, we spent lunch searching, and I know none of us slept that great last night," She took a deep breath and slowly let it out, "I don't want to say it any more than you want to hear it but...we can't keep searching like this. What we need...is to rest, and try again tomorrow," Buttercup bristled, ready to argue. For a second, Blossom hoped she would. That would feel almost normal. Then...she nodded and pulled her mitt from Bubbles' grip.
"Yeah, you need to rest. Listen, everyone else head home. I'm going to keep looking," Blossom shook her head.
"No, Buttercup, you can't," Buttercup turned away, crossing her arms. This was really eating her, Blossom noted. And to be honest, she knew how she felt. Buttercup had all the power in the world...but it was useless if she couldn't find the person to use it against. Right now...she felt as powerless as Blossom was.
"I can't give up, I just can't...I want you two to go home and get some sleep. I won't be able to unless I knew Julie is safe, alright?" Bubbles shook her head, grabbing Buttercup's arm.
"Buttercup-" The raven-haired puff jerked her arm away and spun around with fire in her eyes.
"That's an order! Now go home or I'm going to contact Dexter," Blossom and Bubbles traded a glance, one of the first they'd shared in months. Finally, realizing there was no arguing, the two nodded.
"Alright...just be careful," relented Bubbles. Buttercup nodded and took off into the night. Once she was out of sight, Brick turned to his brothers.
"Alright, chumps, we're gonna keep looking too," Butch and Boomer nodded. Blossom shook her head.
"No, you guys don't have to do that," Before she could finish, Brick cut her off with a harsh glare. She happened to catch a similar, one-eyed glare coming from Butch.
"We don't take orders from you, your Highness!" He barked. Blossom flinched and looked down, just in time to hide her own glare. Bubbles, thankfully, diffused the situation before it could become a confrontation.
"Butch, don't stay out all night, okay? You guys still have to go to school tomorrow," Butch sighed and crossed his arms. He and Brick glared at each other, then shrugged and nodded.
"Alright, fine, but I ain't leaving Buttercup out here by herself," Butch nodded. They agreed that he and Boomer would go home after a couple hours and Brick would stay behind to help Buttercup. To be honest, the girls were relieved to hear that.
"Good luck," Bubbles whispered. Boomer gave Blossom a confident nod. She smiled, giving him a small kiss on the cheek.
"Don't push yourself too hard...and thank you," Boomer blushed and flashed her a goofy smile before rocketing off to join his brothers. Realizing they were alone together, conversation died the instant the boys were gone. Bubbles swallowed and pointed toward home. Blossom nodded and in a silent flash, the two were on their way.
XxXxX
Amanda Beguile
Renee Temsik
Julie Bean
What do they have in common?
I don't know...
Open your eyes and look, you know the answer
I have to find them...I can't let them get hurt...
What do they have in common?
They...they're all girls...but...no...that isn't it...
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They're all girls...seven to twelve years old...they're still just kids...I have to find them! But..
YOU KNOW THE ANSWER
It can't be...why...
Open your eyes! You know the answer!
We tried so hard and got so far but...in the end we just couldn't find them...I'm sorry Julie...
You never quit before, just open your eyes. You know the answer.
I don't know! I don't know the answer! How can I find them? How?
Just open your eyes...follow the pattern. You know what he wants. You know the answer!
The answer...
Amanda Beguile, a shy nine-year-old top-of-her-class with long red hair and a freckly face.
The answer is...
Renee Temsik, an outspoken twelve-year-old class president with short red hair and brown eyes.
I know the answer...
Julie Bean, a cheerful seven-year-old friend of the Powerpuff Girls with curly red hair.
Now open your eyes!
I know the answer!
XxXxX
Friday was like some unspoken dream, one in which everyone held their breath, waiting anxiously for the nightmare to begin. And yet...somehow, the day seemed gone in the blink of an eye. Blossom found herself at her own doorstep before she knew what was happening. Buttercup never came home the night before. She hadn't been at school today. When Blossom went inside, she wasn't surprised to find her sister still absent. Bubbles said she'd go to find her, that gave Blossom ample time to prepare.
"Now when your sisters get home, promise me you'll have Buttercup go straight to bed, alright, Blossom?" Blossom nodded, waving absentmindedly as her parents slipped through the door. Where had the day gone? Where had the evening gone? No, she couldn't stop to think of that. Without a word to the Mayor, who she hadn't even noticed come in, Blossom slipped outside, joining the mysterious figure who had been lying in wait all night. She crossed her arms, looking less than pleased.
"It took you long enough...are you alright, child?" Blossom blinked and looked up at Ikra. Just like that, she snapped from her dreamlike state, flinging herself at the older demon turned woman. Ikra caught her with a small chuckle.
"Well...now this is more like it. Blossom, are you alright?" Blossom gave her a tighter hug. Her stomach felt like a lead weight, she could barely breath. She had to do this, and she had to do it tonight.
"I'm fine...your speech is really good," She commented distantly. She was torn: worry for her missing classmate, and adoration for her missing instructor. The two walked hand-in-hand to the bus stop where they would be meeting Mr. Green.
"You don't seem altogether...you didn't sleep well, did you?" Blossom sighed and rubbed her head. She hadn't slept much, to be honest. She spent most of the night wracking her brain to figure out their mysterious kidnapper. The answer, she realized just as she woke up, did little to ease her worries. In fact...
"I'm just sleepy...oh, hey! Mr. Green, we're over here!" Blossom called the warlock over, waving brightly. Mr. Green froze when he spotted Ikra, who crossed her arms and sighed. With a knowing smile, she put her hand on his shoulder.
"Barthandelus...it's good to see you again," Mr. Green swallowed and chuckled, his cheeks flushed darker still.
"Uka, I um...well I wasn't sure what to expect but...my, my, you certainly are an expert at...disguise," Blossom giggled and floated up to eye level with the two adults.
"I helped! Isn't she beautiful?" It was Ikra's turn to blush furiously, glaring at her precious student.
"Blossom...Aku is most uncomfortable with this situation as it is, you would do well to not agitate him further!" Blossom blushed and giggled. That was a slight problem: when Aku got flustered, he forgot how "Ikra" spoke and reverted to his normal speech pattern. As long as he stayed calm, though, that wouldn't be a problem.
"I'm sorry, you two just look so cute together!" The monsters looked at each other, then turned away blushing. Blossom nearly had another squeal attack watching them. Granted, she wasn't entirely sure why...they were just so adorable together! And the best part was, she wasn't nervous about Aku abandoning her or anything, so that made it alright!
"Okay, so everyone knows the plan?" She asked, finally composing herself. Ikra rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hips.
"The plan? Isn't it to just get Durry drunk and talk her into letting me...I mean, my brother have his job back?" Blossom blinked and tilted her head. Okay, so it wasn't exactly the most intricate plan she'd ever concocted, but sometimes there was brilliance in simplicity. She clapped her mitts and nodded.
"That sounds about right!" The three were now walking down the sidewalk, talking in hushed tones. Mr. Green glanced back at Ikra and Blossom, clearing his throat.
"While I'm sure the plan will work...it is rather circumstantial. Not to mention, Principal Durry doesn't really have much to do with me. Or...most men," He muttered. Ikra chuckled and gave Mr. Green a comforting pat on the shoulder.
"Relax, Barthandelus...leave that vile woman to me, Aku is a master of seduction," The two monsters froze in their tracks as the air went silent and a pair of blazing eyes threatened to incinerate them both. Ikra cleared her throat and waved her hand.
"It will all be purely professional of course, just to get my job back," The child's temper vanished, replaced once more by excited calculating.
"Right! Oh but..." Blossom flew in front of the two, smiling sheepishly, "I know this is a big opportunity for you, Mr. Green, so you don't have to do all this. Right away, I mean...I want you to have fun, too!" Mr. Green chuckled and patted Blossom's head.
"Don't you worry about that, Mr. Uka...rather, Ms. Ikra and I are professionals at having fun!" Ikra and Mr. Green laughed, and Blossom stared at them, suddenly intrigued by whatever it was the two did when they got together. What did monsters do for fun? She gasped, covering her mouth so the adults wouldn't notice. Was she not fun? Did Aku hang out with Mr. Green because he was a monster and she was just a boring little girl? Blossom frowned and followed them in silence.
'He's probably a lot more fun than I am...I have to be in bed by seven-thirty most nights...and he's a grown up monster!' Blossom sighed and rubbed her arm. Today...surprisingly, had been the day her arm stopped hurting. Instead, her left arm had gone completely numb. She could only do minor movements, and even those were strained.
"What do you think, Blossom?" Blossom blinked, looking up at the two. Had they been speaking to her? Blossom blushed, trying her best to hide it. What to say? What to do?
"I..."
"We're here," Mr. Green announced, cutting off her stuttered reply. Blossom nodded. This was where they split up.
"How long will you stay?" Ikra asked, kneeling down, gently caressing Blossom's cheek. Blossom's stomach did flips and she almost started to float from the ground. It took all of her strength to stop grinning long enough to speak.
"I can only stay about an hour...I have something important to take care of," The monsters nodded: the kidnapper.
"Don't stay out too late, Blossom. The Mayor will start to wonder where you are," Mr. Green pointed out. Blossom rolled her eyes.
"He won't even notice I'm not there. Don't worry, though, I'll get home at a reasonable hour," Mr. Green nodded. Ikra leaned closer to Blossom, whispering in her ear.
"If you need me...just ask, and Aku will be there," Blossom nodded. Before Ikra could pull away, Blossom gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. They both blushed, the younger taking a step back and covering her mouth with her working hand. Ikra gently touched her cheek. As she got up to leave, she kissed Blossom's other cheek and winked.
"I'll see you in class on Monday," Blossom waved slowly as the two went on their first date...with destiny of course.
XxXxX
The party was incredible. People in costumes as far as Blossom could see, which incidentally was quite far. Now, Principal Durry's home was nothing special. It was a nice two story home, white walls with a facade decorated in pretty flowers. The party itself was happening in her backyard, which was massive. A pool, buffet lines, live music performances, you name it. As big as Ms. Keane had said the party was going to be, Blossom still couldn't believe it when she finally saw it.
Near the punch were her parents, the Professor was dressed as a ghostbuster while Ms. Keane had decided to go as Velma from Scooby Doo. They looked cute together, Blossom thought with a smile. Principal Durry, herself, had donned her old Femme Fatale costume, much to Blossom's shock. Apparently, no one seemed to notice. Maybe she'd worn that costume long before her brief stunt as an armed bank robber. She shook her head, scanning the crowd for her boyfriend and his date.
There they were, Ikra and Mr. Green, standing near one of the snack tables, chatting it up with a teacher Blossom had never seen before. Tightening her focus, she managed to drown out the crowd sounds to zone in on Mr. Green's conversation.
"Ah, so you're the lucky lady Barthandelus mentioned, a pleasure, a real pleasure," Ikra looked uninterested as the older gentleman shook her hand. She glared at Mr. Green who offered her some tiny sausages. That did the trick, even in his disguise, Aku's appetite was ravenous. Blossom was all too thankful when he managed to control himself and eat at a nice, slow pace.
"Oh I know it is, Mr...Mustard," Ikra rolled her eyes again, but thankfully the laughing old man didn't notice, "Barthandelus has told me so much about you...what is it your students call you?" Blossom zoned out, turning to find her parents again. It would be awhile before Ikra and Mr. Green could confront Principal Durry...though by the looks of it, the dear principal seemed to be doing her part quite excellently in their little plan.
"Hello Cassie! It's so nice to see you again!" Principal Durry paused to snatch another martini, beaming rosy eyed at the happy couple. Ms. Keane giggled and patted the Professor's arm.
"It's nice to see you again too, Anne. I'm glad you were able to pull this party together so easily, all things considered," Principal Durry waved her hand dismissively, glaring at the house behind them.
"Yes, my dear husband, excuse me, ex-husband leaving made things a bit more difficult," Just as quickly as she turned bitter, the Principal was sweet and bubbly once more, "But! If it wasn't for that beautiful alimony check, we may not all be here tonight, so cheers!" She clinked her glass against the glass of club soda the Professor was holding and downed it in one drink. Even Blossom shuddered as the Principal scurried off to mingle some more.
"Her husband left her? Wow..." Blossom whispered, adjusting her seat in her hiding spot. It was no wonder Principal Durry seemed stressed lately. Maybe it also had to do with her crime spree...and her hatred of men. Blossom blinked, realizing she'd gotten lost in thought for too long. She quickly peeked out, nearly shrieking when she saw Principal Durry in heated conversation with Ikra.
"Ugh, I know, it is a crime they make you wear those necklaces. They don't match anything!" Principal Durry exclaimed, lightly poking the fake tracking collar around Ikra's neck. Ikra sighed and rolled her eyes, snatching another martini herself.
"It really is a crime, especially since most humans are more dangerous than most Monstro-Americans," Mr. Green muttered. Principal Durry, to Blossom's surprise, nodded and lowered her voice.
"I couldn't agree more. Give me one hard-working monster over some arrogant, backstabbing man any day!" The three toasted to that, while Blossom stared in disbelief. Principal Durry was getting along with Ikra? Was...it really going to be this easy?
"If that's the case, then why did you fire my brother?" Blossom and Mr. Green both froze and stared at Ikra, who had locked eyes with Principal Durry. The principal sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose.
"To be honest...asking Uka to leave wasn't my decision. I was...forced into a corner and didn't have a choice. It was that stupid school board...all those stupid parents," Principal Durry plopped onto the nearest seat and sighed, resting her chin in one hand and swirling her drink with the other.
"Don't get me wrong, your brother is an arrogant, sadistic, defiant asshole," Ikra almost looked proud of that description, Blossom noted, shaking her head, "But as much as we bumped heads, I liked having him around," she took a long drink, snatching another martini as a tray passed by, "He was up front about everything. Answering to a woman didn't matter, to him, I was just another pathetic human," Principal Durry teared up, wiping her eyes, "I liked that so much about him. To him, I was just a human..."
Blossom smiled, while Mr. Green and Ikra moved in to comfort Principal Durry. She glanced at the time and gasped. It had been two hours already? She quickly, but quietly, took to the sky and shot off into the city. By now, Buttercup and Bubbles would have gotten home. They just had to! Buttercup hadn't slept in well over a day, she should have collapsed by now, and Blossom knew Bubbles would get her home.
"I know the answer..." She whispered, flying deeper and deeper into the city...until she reached the neighborhood where the three missing girls all lived. It made sense now, why hadn't she seen it earlier? Blossom touched down, alone, on the dark sidewalk. The streetlights in this part of town seemed dimmer than usual. Then again, it was one of the few parts of town that had working street lamps, what with the constant destruction hindering the city's repair.
"Dexter will be telling them to find me soon...he won't show if they're here," Blossom bit her lip and closed her eyes. If you need me...just ask, and Aku will be there. That thought alone gave her comfort. She didn't know what she was up against, but...she had someone powerful watching over her.
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