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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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"I'm on the front line

Don't worry I'll be fine

The story is just beginning

I say goodbye to my weakness

So long to the regrets

And now I see the world through diamond eyes,"

Diamond Eyes (Shinedown "The Expendables")

Dreams of an Absolution

Chapter 38

A single sparkle pierced the black expanse, stretching further than any eye could ever perceive, through time, space and everything within and without. In the depths of eternity, a single sparkle appeared and fell, like a teardrop.

It plummeted, seemingly forever, giving off its own eerie, radiant light. All around it, the darkness began to stir; eternity began to rumble. Two thousand, one hundred twelve hours it fell, until, finally, it collided with eternity.

A single ripple appeared.

It was small, at first, but quickly others followed.

All of eternity quaked. The ripples spread and grew.

Something had disturbed eternity.

Across the infinite expanse of everything, stars began to appear, flickering like fireflies. Something had disturbed eternity.

Now, eternity was watching.

XxXxX

The crew had gathered in the living room of Aku's hidden lair. Ikra was gone, merged with Baku once again. Demongo and Chamberlain had finished packing away the few things Blossom had brought with her, and were now sitting on the couch, watching as Blossom stood in front of Aku Blossom, staring at her wrist and taking deep breaths. She was preparing herself for...something.

"Are you sure you want to do this? I mean, it's not fair. I can just keep wearing it and pretending-" Aku Blossom trailed off, a tentacle from her likeness gently brushing across her lips to silence her. Blossom smiled and gave her a brave nod.

"It's alright, Aku. I'll be fine. We need to play this safe, so...give me the bracelet," Blossom explained, her body starting to change. Her horns and tentacles retracted, her skin returned to peachy pink and the flames of her eyes went out. She was in her human form once again. Taking a deep breath and nodding, Blossom held out her hand. Aku Blossom looked down at her mitt and sighed. After a moment of hesitation, she took Blossom's hand. Her arm shifted, becoming like liquid as it transferred the bracelet back to its previous owner.

The effect hit Blossom like a freight train when Aku Blossom pulled her arm away. Blossom's eyes became unfocused and she quickly dropped to her hands and knees, mouth clamped shut and stomach churning. The other four gasped and started toward her, but Blossom waved them away.

"No..." she growled. Blossom slowly rose to her feet and took a deep breath. She slowly let it out and opened her eyes. Whatever weakness had struck her before was gone now. Blossom glowered at her restriction cuff. Baku opened his mouth to speak.

"Bleep!" shot from his lips when Blossom thrust her other arm out and transformed it into a black blade, her real skin showing. She stared at the bracelet, which made no indication it had noticed the change. Blossom looked down at her sword arm and swung it a few times. The bracelet remained silent.

Blossom smirked and looked up at the others, "It has no power over me anymore..." she whispered. Her smirk became a wicked, violent grin.

"I can't even feel it anymore,"

In the following hours, Aku Blossom and Baku fused into one body once again, and the group set out for the airport. While they went, Demongo and Chamberlain paid close attention to Baku and Blossom's explanations of the real world, rather, the modern world. Things like cards, planes, trains, and other technological advances were mind boggling for the ancient demons.

Just as they reached the edge of the woods, Blossom turned to Baku and then gestured to the two demons. Baku nodded and turned to them, clearing his throat.

"I forgot to mention, you two will need disguises," he explained. Chamberlain nodded, while Demongo scratched his head.

"Did you have something in mind, Master? Mistress?"

XxXxX

The rain over Townsville fell like a freezing black curtain, crashing into the city below with all its might while the blistering sun overhead grew bigger and brighter, until the city streets were steaming as the rainwater hit them. A figure sauntered out of the alleyway, her hands covered in blood that not even the downpour could wash away. She paused, turning to look up at the sun. Its eyes barreled down at her, glaring with all their fury. The figure snickered and covered her mouth, holding back a peal of laughter.

"Is that all?" she asked, walking through the desolate, ruined city with her arms held out, beckoning anyone to challenge her. The rain grew even more intense, but the water could touch her. The heat of the sun came down like fire, but she couldn't feel it. She stopped and closed her eyes, tilting her head up to the sky. She opened her eyes, realizing she wasn't alone.

She peered to her right, seeing the glistening form of Liberty Belle, outfit torn and tattered, streaked in blood. Still, she stood tall and proud. She peered to her left to see the dark form of Devil Blossom, covered in blood, her symbiote torn and trembling. Still, she stood defiant and proud.

"You've both come to stop me?" Blossom asked, addressing the two broken forms on either side of her. Liberty Belle readied her lasso, while Devil Blossom transformed her arms into swords. Blossom lowered her head and chuckled. When she opened her eyes again, they were on fire. Her skin melted away. She donned her crown and stretched her wings, bathing in the ethereal glow of her unbridled power. The two screamed and charged at her.

Blood sprayed against the broken down walls of the buildings around them. The ground was rent from the force of their blows. Thunder shook the ground and lightning shot across the skyline. Below, her dark power grew brighter and brighter, until it pierced through the air itself. She let their bodies fall, watching as they faded to dust and washed away in the rain.

Blossom looked up and grinned, her fangs gleaming, her eyes blazing.

The stars overhead lit up like fireflies.

Townsville began to crumble.

XxXxX

Blossom snorted and sat up, rubbing her eyes and peering around in confusion. A gentle hand wiped a trickle of spit from her cheek and a pair of warm lips pressed against her skin. She sighed, drinking in the smell of ember and smoke on his breath. With a small yawn, Blossom looked up into Baku's smiling face.

"Enjoy your nap?" he asked, eagerly accepting her offered hug. He wrapped his arms tight around her and gave her a good squeeze. Blossom couldn't stop smiling.

She sighed wistfully, "It was...interesting, to say the least," Baku kissed the top of her head and rubbed her back. She moaned and arched her back slightly when his loving touch passed over where her tentacles once were. Those spots, it seemed, were sensitive in her human form.

"Something wrong? You seemed to be dreaming," he commented.

Blossom nodded and explained, "That's just it...I've always had dreams, but never like this. They seem so surreal," she tilted her her back, recalling the dream with perfect clarity.

"Hm," Baku murmured, lost in thought. The two looked up, hearing a sound from the seat behind them. A teenager popped up over the back of the seat, bumping his head on the roof and grumbling. He rubbed his hair, running his hand through his slick blue hair, and narrowed his yellow and black eyes.

"Blast...if I may, my Lady, what you are describing sounds prophetic in nature. If I am not mistaken, Lord Ah...ahem, Baku is also prone to clairvoyant dreaming," he explained. Blossom nodded, noticing Baku's thoughtful expression. Before they could continue, another teenager, thinner than the other, leaned carefully over the seat. His black hair, streaked with blue, went every which way, almost like it was always moving. His eyes were an eerily bright shade of blue.

"Cicero! Keep your voice down!" he scolded, grabbing the other teen by his collar and pulling him back down, "Someone will hear you!" he hissed. The other teen, Cicero, pulled away and grumbled, buckling his seat belt again.

"Hush, Darien," he spat the other teen's name and rolled his eyes, "I am simply trying to assist my Lady," he explained. Darien slapped his forehead.

"And stop calling her that...you're going to give us away!" he muttered. While the demons turned teens argued, Blossom kissed Baku's cheek and laid her head on his shoulder.

"Is something wrong, Bay? You aren't talking much, it's odd," she smiled cheekily when he gave her a sarcastic grin. Baku sighed and cradled her closer, brushing her hair away from her face.

He shrugged and said, "It's not impossible that Cham, excuse me, Cicero is correct. I do, in fact, see the future in my dreams. I can even do it when waking, if I so desire," Baku tapped her lips playfully and smirked. She stuck her tongue out and kissed him again, "It's not impossible that you inherited my power, how long have your dreams been this way?"

He shivered when she breathed in his ear, "Since the day I met you." The two resumed cuddling, conversation dwindling to silence. Before long, Blossom drifted off to sleep once more.

XxXxX

High above the shattered, crumbling Townsville skyline, the stars in the sky began to glow brighter and brighter. The world had fallen silent.

The darkness below was suddenly pierced by an impossible, burning wicked light. From any corner of the globe, its magnificent glow could be seen, its heat could be felt. Overhead, the stars lit up hotter, as if to challenge the light.

Townsville continued to crumble. The buildings collapsed, as if they'd grown too tired to carry on. The street erupted and caved in, collapsing into rushing sewer water. The light at the heart of Townsville grew brighter and began to ascend.

The sky trembled. Lightning shot across eternity; thunder clapped through time itself.

The wicked light continued to ascend, until it took its place high in the heavens. Below, Townsville was collapsing into an abyss opened beneath it. Fire erupted from the darkness, the sewer water turned red and began to sizzle. The rain falling on Townsville like a sheet turned to ice, and the wind swept it up into a blizzard.

The stars grew brighter and burned hotter. They began to close in on the wicked light.

And then...

A loud, high pitched whine rang in the sky. It began to grow louder, becoming a shout, and then a scream. The scream shook the heavens, shook eternity. The wicked light burned brighter. Townsville sank deeper into the destruction consuming it. Devastation wracked the planet, consuming everything in fire and ice.

The stars above Townsville began to go out.

XxXxX

"Once again, we are now landing in Townsville International Airport. If this is your final stop, please stop by carousel 3 for your bags. And once again, thank you for flying..." the chipper voice over the intercom finally pierced Blossom's sleepy thoughts, stirring her suddenly. She sat up in mid-snore and looked around in confusion. She was in her seat, alone. The Powerpuff girl yawned and looked around, spotting Baku, Cicero and Darien getting their bags from the overhead storage. She rubbed her eyes and leaned over to look out the window.

She was back in Townsville.

"Hey, ready to go?" Baku called. Blossom nodded, sliding out of her seat and shuffling down the aisle. She rubbed her arms and shivered, glancing out at Townsville again. It was snowing already?

"Fascinating, I've never seen..." she heard Cicero commenting, getting yelled at by an older man for stopping to look out the window. Blossom smiled and yawned once more, stepping into Townsville International Airport. The group froze, seeing someone standing at the gate waiting for them.

"How did you get here? Isn't that illegal now?" Blossom asked, stepping out to greet her sister.

Buttercup shrugged, clearly antsy when Blossom stopped a few feet from her. "Maybe, I just snuck in though. They can talk to Dexter if it's a problem," she explained. Blossom giggled and winked.

"Well that is his job, right? Cleaning up our messes?" she joked. Buttercup laughed and nodded.

"Yeah, definitely," The two fell silent for a few minutes. Then, just as Blossom turned to talk to her group, Buttercup threw herself at her, pulling her into a tight hug. Blossom bit her lip, a lump forming in her throat. She hadn't expected...but...she really had.

"Welcome home, Bloss...I missed you," Buttercup whispered. Blossom returned her embrace and squeezed Buttercup tight. A few tears slipped down her cheeks.

"I missed you too, it's good to be home," she whispered. It had only been a week, but so much had happened. She'd learned so much, she'd changed so much.

But, it really was good to be home.
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