Powerpuff Girls V.2 IC thread.

[TrickyLA]

Brat

Brat was just beginning to doze off again, when she was cut off by a knock on the door. She tensed, hugging her pillow tighter to her knees. It was Buttercup.

What was she doing? Why does she want to talk to me now? I thought she was tired of me? She left me to be with that guy......I'm not really her friend am I? They didn't want me around......why should I let her in to talk now.....

And yet, despite all of the arguments in her head, she found her voice softly calling out to Buttercup.

".......door's open......."

[Kat]

Buttercup

Buttercup sighed gratefully, slipping in through the door quietly and softly shutting and locking it behind her.

"Y- you can never be too careful about who comes in and out, you know?" she stared at the floor, trying to think of what to say.

"Uhm.. Brat, I- I'm really sorry.. I tried to make him let us both stay... You know you didn't have to leave like that.. Just.. And I mean.. And he was weak, you coulda just..." Buttercup trailed off, "stayed..."

with me...

[TrickyLA]

Brat

Brat kept her gazed fixed on her pillow, not looking up at Buttercup.

"Yeah right.....you both wanted me to leave and you know it. You know what I was Buttercup, I'll never be more than a villainous slut to you in the end....I was a fool for thinking we could ever be........friends....."

It hurt so much, right in her heart, to say all this. It felt like her check was being ripped open, but she persisted. False hope could only cut her deeper in the end.

"I offered my help.......he refused it......so I left.......I...."

She paused, smelling something familiar in the air. A small growl emitted from her throat, and she glared up at Buttercup for the first time since she'd been in the room. Her hair was a mess, her clothes were unruly, and she had this glow to her. A glow Brat had known only too well in the past.

Fucking bitch got laid and I didn't. Fucker left me, ME for sex? Why I outta!

She quelled her old brattiness though, but her disgust and disbelief could not be erased from her face.

"Well well.....I guess we see where your priorities lie......was he at least any good....good enough to cause all this shit over right?"

If she was hurt before, it was nothing compared to how she was feeling now. Of course it would always come down to sex. She took a deep, shaky breath, trying to keep up a bitchy facade. Still, a small sob escaped her lips, and a few tears overflowed from her eyes.

[Kat]

Buttercup

Buttercup gaped at Brat in astonishment, thinking that she had hidden all signs of any.. well..

She leaned against the wall, suddenly weakened.

Am I really so..? Sh- shallow? But I didn't mean to.. Didn't mean to leave her for any.. well.. He was dying and I wasn't gonna just.. She should have stayed.. She should have stayed.... My sweet little sister.. why did you leave me all alone for... for them?!

Buttercup slipped down the wall, her palms hitting the floor with a soft thud. Tears dripped onto the hardwood as she cried silently, the ache of all those pent up feelings at the loss of her sister, and now her new friend, finally breaking the damn she had built for them.

[TrickyLA]

Brat

Brat sighed, calming herself slightly. It felt good to cry sometimes, but she refused to cry anymore in front of Buttercup. Especially when the tomboy herself was crying.

Something tells me she isn't just upset over me......

She figured Buttercup must have been upset over the reminder of her sister that Brat had brought into her life, as well as Arken himself. She growled again.

Am I merely a sister replacement? Does she not care for me at all.

She turned to Buttercup to voice her opinion, but stopped. She had never seen Buttercup or Brute, or Berserk act like that before. Frankly, she was shocked. Still, she had to say something.

"Coming here right after sex......you really thought I'd be too naive to notice the signs? Remember.....for the longest time I had been the opposite of innocent. Your sister was my counterpart. I know sex, I can smell it on you.....don't think you can hide that from me. I can't believe...."

She stopped herself there, gripping her pillow tightly.

[Kat]

Buttercup

Buttercup shook her head, trying to control herself, calm herself down. She wiped furiously at the tears streaking her face, but they wouldn't stop. She gave in.

"I didn't.. Didn't think that anything like.. that.. would happen. I didn't think that you would just.. Give in and leave like that either. My sister, maybe. You, never. I didn't think," she was gaining momentum now, finally hitting the point, " didn't think that you of ALL PEOPLE would just leave someone dying. You say you want to be like my sister, my sister left us for dead! She left us for HIM, and she left.. She left me alone, to figure everything out for myself! Blossom never understood me, and now you think you can tell me that I don't CARE?!" BC stopped, reigning in her anger.

"Sorry, sorry... It isn't your fault. But if you really want to be like Bubbles, then go back to the way you lived before. Desert me, desert.. all of us. But you.. You care, you really care, and you need to be able to show your damn backbone. What kind of Powerpunk are you to just leave when some guy tells you to?!"

[TrickyLA]

Brat

Brat frowned, clutching her pillow tightly. The fact that Buttercup had the gaul to point fingers at HER, was pissing her off. Still, she figured that Buttercup was just getting defensive.

"....I'm not your sister.....no matter how much I wanted to be like her....I know I never will be. "

She growled again, Sapphire eyes piercing into Buttercup.

"Arken isn't normal people, he's almost as special as us. And I left because he said he could handle it. I was respecting his wishes to not bruise his ego and pride more than it already was. That, and I knew you two obviously didn't want me there. And I was RIGHT wasn't I?"

She eyes Buttercup again, a scowl marring her otherwise beautiful face.

"You're supposed to be the tough one, maybe she figured you could handle yourself. I don't know what to say about Blossom other than Bull shit. You guys argue by nature, I could read the signs even when we were younger. You obviously knew each other very well."

Finally, she turned her gaze back to her pillow, grumbling at it slightly, obviously still hurt.

"Desert you? I didn't desert you back there Buttercup. You made your choice, I get that. "

The choice hurt though, and her nostrils burned. Why did it have to hurt so much?

"What kind of Powerpunk am I?"

She chuckled darkly, eyes glowing darker for a split second.

"Why, the previous leader of course."

[Kat]

BC

"A clean break"

That's what everyone had called it.
But when Bubbles left, Buttercup hadn't been the same. She tried to get along, she did, but no one GOT it.

"Fine." she stood up aprubtly and stalked towards the door, muttering something about poptarts to herself.

She left the room, closing the door curtly and stomping to her own room, thrwing herself onto the bed without shutting the door. Good thing Bruce was smart enough to learn that much.

[TrickyLA]

Brat

Brat stared at the door, her angry face fading the instant Buttercup was out of view. She clutched her pillow tighter to her, shaking lightly. It was for the best if Buttercup hated her anyway, it would save her alot of heartbreak later. Still, her heart felt like it was shattering into a million pieces all over again.

Thoughts raced in her head, but she couldn't get a grip on them. Sex, anger, sex, bitterness, sex, loneliness. She shivered again, sobbing lightly. Of course she cared about Buttercup, in the short time that they had really gotten to know each other, she already had felt closer to her than almost anybody else. And it hurt her to know that sex and some random guy was more inportant to her.

She doesn't understand that though.....she turns it around on me.....I'm her replacement....her scapegoat sister........

She should have been satisfied with that kind of recognition, but it only pained her. She wanted more, she wanted to be seen as her own person, and loved for it in her own way. Buttercup would never understand though.

[Wolfy]

Arken

Arken sat up from his bed, breathing heavily and shirtless. Despite having been tired out from both the cleaning and the events following, he felt strangely energetic.

He looked at the door following Buttercup's departure. Must have gone to check on Brat... he thought. When that girl figures out what went on, I might just be in trouble.

"Oh quit bitching." the other Arken snapped. "You just got some action, fool! Be happy!"

You're right, I guess, Arken replied. I guess I'll just have to wait and see what happens now.

"I'm letting you know right now, that if I got myself involved in your affairs just so you could have a one-night stand with Buttercup, the first thing I'm gonna do when I get my own body is kick your ass."

Arken laughed and thought Well I guess I should count myself lucky.

A short awkward silence followed, which was broken by the inner Arken's voice.
So...you got what you wanted for now, so what's next on your agenda?

Arken thought for a moment. That was a good question. He had three choices: Start again with his magical experiments, stay up to see if Buttercup would come back, or go to sleep. He sat for a moment, thinking silently, then unceremoniously fell to the floor with a loud bang and drifted off to sleep.

Looks like Arken was more tired than he felt...

[tomaszavenger]

Berserk

"You won't get me Brick!" Berserk said, quickly speeding away from him, and doing a barrel roll to escape the arrow's trajectory. She quickly sped towards a nearby park and swerved through the trees to cut him off.

"You're really fast Brick... you know that?" she told him, noticing that she wasn't even losing him.

(OOC: 1000th post in the board!)

[Kat]

Buttercup

After an exausting cry, Buttercup knew what she wanted to do. She called the Professor.

After a confused muddle of conversation, he finally agreed to her visiting. Buttercup grabbed her messanger bag a stalked out of the building, her head low.

[At the Utonium residence]

"What do you mean, you want the antidote!?" the Professor stared at Buttercup in disbelief.
"I just.. It's too complicated Professor, can't you just..?"
"Not without running a few tests, to make sure the antidote won't affect you adversely." he said curtly, resigned to Buttercup's desire for normalcy.

They went down to the lab, the Professor.. professionally explaining each test he had to run on her. After running said tests, Buttercup and the Professor sat for what seemed like an eternity in awkward silence.

It wouldn't be so bad, Buttercup thought, if Bubbles and Blossom hadn't left him all alone with just me...

Upon recieving the results from his computer, the Professor eyed Buttercup sharply.
"I can't give you the antidote." he stated, matter-of-factly.
"I already told you Professor, I just-" he cut her off,
"You're pregnant."

Buttercup left the Professor's in a daze, still a Powerpuff, and even more confused.

[TrickyLA]

Brat AND Bubbles

Brat growled, eyes blazing in fury. She hated the fact that she had been blamed for things she had no control over. She was pissed at Buttercup for having sex with Arken before coming to talk to her. And she was mad at herself for sitting on the bed crying like it was the end of the world! She was fucking BRAT PLUTONIUM! She didn't take shit from nobody, and she sure as hell couldn't change her ways.

A sick, sloppy, smirk appeared in her face and she glanced at the door. She snickered, blasting the door right off its hinges with a dark blue energy blast.

"Fucking door in my way."

Fucking stupid! THIS is who I am! Why the fuck was I fighting it? BERSERK AND BRUTE WERE RIGHT! Once a Punk ALWAYS a Punk. Heh, I think its about time I caused some mayhem too. FUCK Buttercup, FUCK being good. I'll do whatever the fuck I want now. And to even the score, I think I'm gonna get LAID.

Grinning wickedly, Brat zoomed out of the apartment. While flying, she left a long trail of evil and malice behind her in additions to her deep blue streak. She threw back her head and laughed, free at last.

WHAT WAS THAT!?

She stopped suddenly, feeling a familiar power source close by. The power level was high, but suppressed, and there was a fair amount of malice leaking out. Though it was heavily suppressed, Brat could instantly tell that this person was up to no good. She had plenty of practice when she needed to find her unruly sisters.

Smirking, she raced up to the person with a new purpose.

I'm gonna KILL you!

But she suddenly stopped short, not believing her eyes.

~

Bubbles felt an evil presence and chuckled darkly.

Showtime......

She thought the power felt familiar, but she shrugged it off. As long as she got a fight, she would be more than happy. Stopping in front of the familiar figure, Bubbles cleared her throat.

"Hello there? You seem familiar, do I know you?"

She grinned wickedly, already wondering how it would feel to pulverize the shit out of the blonde in front of her.

~

Brat gulped, eyes widening. Her anger and hate all but disappeared upon seeing her inspiration floating there. Looking at her like she was something to eat.

"My name is Brat......Brat Plutonium....."

Bubbles raised an eyebrow at the sudden change in mood, but let it slide.

"Brat eh? Of the Powerpunks? My my, you don't look so good."

She laughed, rolling her eyes at the pathetic Punk in front of her. She couldn't believe THIS was her opposite.

Brat on the other hand, didn't find it funny. She glared at Bubbles for a minute before her gaze softened. Yes, everything she had learned the last two years came rushing back. She needed to save Bubbles, she needed them both to become the heroes she knew that could be again. Floating slowly to Bubbles, she wrapped her in a hug.

"....its okay Bubbles.....don't be so mad at everyone.....:

Bubbles was shocked for a moment, then scowled. How dare this piece of filth HUG her? Shoving the other blonde away roughly, she glared at Brat.

"Who the hell do you think you ARE? Hugging me like that! You need to keep your hands to yourself bitch!"

The last bit came out as a growl, but Brat paid it no mind, She merely smiled sadly at her hero.

"This must've been my fault for wanting to be good.....I failed you....I'm sorry......I want to help you though. Please....tell me what I can do?"

Bubbles stared at the pleading girl in disbelief, this wasn't the response she had expected. Turning her head away, Bubbles frowned at Brat. She figured that as long as Brat wasn't 'evil', she could be of great help to their cause. She smirked visibly.

"Join me Brat, help me in my quest. If you don't, you WILL be eliminated."

Brat shivered at the cold look she was given, but nodded. It was better to stay close to Bubbles not that she had found her afterall. She placed a conforting hand on Bubbles' and smiled.

"Alright.....I'll do everything I can to help you Bubbles....."

There was a sudden jolt, and Bubbles looked at her palm. There was now a dark blue bubble 'tattoo' on the top part of her hand. Looking at Brat, she noticed a similar cyan colored mark. Not only that, but suddenly she felt alot closer to Brat. And almost at peace even.

"What the hell....?"

Brat looked at her hand in astonishment, then grinned.

"Looks like we're linked now......sorry about that...."

Bubbles wanted to be furious at this new turn of events, but surprisingly restrained herself. She merely frowned instead.

".....damn........I was trying to blow off steam and THIS happens...."

Brat smiled slightly, realizing that she had been doing the same thing, and frowning at what she had almost become. She picked out a few stray thoughts from Bubbles and grinned.

"Need a place to stay? I have a place....."

Bubbles looked shocked at the fact that Brat knew, but nodded. She wasn't good at this 'one on one' linking ayway. Brat merely smiled.

"Stay with me then. The apartment is already under your name anyways. I'll mess with the guy at the desk and convince him that he got his papers wrong or something....."

Bubbles looked shocked, but nodded. Hey, it was a pretty good deal with her, though, the thought of having a Powerpunk girls around all the time made her a bit pissed. Still, if she could handle Berserk, she figured he could handle Brat.

"Psh, have fun with THAT."

Both blue blondies floated there, staring at each other. Both had changed so much, but in a way it was like they had never changed at all.

[TheTimeSweeper]

-tFabikcalcer-

tFab made his way quickly down the brightly-lit street, stopping every so often to glance around in case someone was following him and to watch for cars.

"Why the hell am I acting so paranoid? So the guy knew my name and number, big deal? And he also sounded like he could give my life some purpose right now, now that I'm stuck in the past or wherever the hell I am."

His stomach rumbled just then, signaling that the chocolates he stole from Brat's apartment were not enough to keep him satisfied.

"Hmm, better get me some eats before I meet up with tha guy..."

He glanced into an alleyway and thought he saw a mouse run out. The rodent was coming his way and tFab crouched down in the street trying to make himself as invisible as possible, which is pretty hard to do when you're a mostly black cat. When he sensed that the mouse was in range, he pounced on it before killing it with a fatal bite to the neck, severing the spinal cord.. The limp mouse was then eaten headfirst in two bites before tFab slurped down the tail like a noodle.

"Ahhh, nothing like fresh meat on a cool morning."

He then continued his trek to the building until he came across the large structure, still with some girders exposed.

"Hmm, now the guy said to meet him on the 15th floor... How the hell am I going to get up there?"

tFab then noticed an elevator within the building that could take him up to the meeting place.

"Whatever makes things easier..."

He entered the elevator and rode the car up to the 15th floor, but not before changing back to his human form. Once the car reached the right floor, tFab exited the elevator and observed his surroundings.

"Hello...? I'm here about the business proposition... You called me on my cell phone not too long ago."

[Iris]

Show time. Ignatius thought.

"Greetings, Mr. tFabikcalcer, we meet face-to-face at last. And as a gesture of my trust.." Ignatius turned slowly, he had chosen to fulfill his alias completely wearing what appeared outwardly as a black and white business suit, "I've come unarmed"
As he said that he raised his arms to show that he was true to his word.

"And as for my business proposal." He had brought one last item, a small silver case filled with 5kg of cast gold bars, all from his own secret collection, he placed the case on the floor and slide it to the man.
"This is also a small gesture but this time of my faith in you. You have taken your first step and thus should be richly rewarded, for what I will ask of you by the end of our meeting will determine... if you will... the fate of this city and to some respects the world."

He laughed, behind his faceless mask Ignatius was in no mood for humor, no mood for his usual laughs or witty comments. He needed this man, not as his ally... not yet.
"I know, this may feel rushed but I fear time IS of the essence, I fear that what has been set in motion maybe too late to stop. BUT I cannot give in to despair."

He turned once more his back to tFab, Ignatius took a steady look over the city.
"So tell me, would you like to know more?"

[Wolfy]

Arken

After sleeping for quite a while, Arken decided to stop fooling around in Dreamland and woke himself up. Yawning, he put his shirt and coat back on and stood himself up. He rubbed his eyes, sleepily saying "Well, I've had enough sleep for today. We better get to work." So he sat in his chair, picked up a new book, and began to read.



A while later, a small explosion rocked a small part of the apartment. Arken was still in his chair, though now upside down and covered in ash.

"ANOTHER EXPLOSION!?" the inner Arken raged. "IF THIS IS GOING TO CONTINUE, I'LL...I'LL..."

"What you'll do is stay quiet until I find one that works!" Arken said, frustrated with his counterpart. "Just be glad we didn't lose a limb this time. Besides, we've only done this twice. If you hadn't noticed, we still have many more books to look through. Be patient for once in your life, why don't you?"

The inner Arken didn't answer, so Arken straightened himself out and got another book. He still had a long way to go, it seemed.

About four near-successes and 3 more small explosions later, both Arkens decided they had enough. He cleaned himself up and left the room, intending to leave the apartment. He didn't know what he was going to do, but it certainly wasn't going to involve any more magic.

[TheTimeSweeper]

-tFabikcalcer-

"Uh...greetings, Contractor."

tFab saw that the man was wearing a black and white business suit when he turned around to face him and soon the man slid what looked to be a heavy. small, silver case to him. tFab stopped the case with his foot and knelt down to open it. His mouth dropped to the floor when he saw all of the gold bars.

"Holy shit..."

They gleamed in what little light there was in the compound and tFab started to list in his mind what things he could buy with this kind of leverage.

"Geez, I could buy five Lamborghinis, a mansion with a swimming pool and my own private helipad, a helicopter for my helipad, a..."

tFab stopped his mental list and stared up at the man.

"Wait a minute...what's the catch? I'm not doubting anything that you're saying, but what's in it for you?"

He then raised an eyebrow at the man's next statement.

"'The fate of this city and to some respects the world'...? You want me to prevent certain events from happening or something? ...Wait, do you know about the future?"

tFab was realizing that he had more questions than answers and if this city and the world really was in trouble then he would only have to ask the most important ones. The man's final utterance caused tFab to nod his head in affirmation even though the man had his back to him.

"Yes, I would like to know more about what the hell is going on around here."

[Kat]

Buttercup
As she rounded the corner of the hallway on her way to her appartment, Buttercup ran smack into Arken.
Oh. Shit. she groaned internally, dreading the thought of having to break the news to him.
She strained a smile, wiping tears from her eyes to disguise any remaining distress from her face.
"H-hey," she smiled up at him, distinctly uncomfortable.

[Wolfy]

Arken

"Wh- Oh, hello Buttercup." Arken said. "Sorry about bumping into you like that."

He tried to smile, but the look Buttercup had about her kept him from doing so. Though she was trying to hide it, he could tell something was troubling her.

"Is there something wrong?" he asked Buttercup. "You don't look so well."

I have a bad feeling about this... Arken thought. Whatever it is, I'll have to try and help. I do love her, after all. What kind of person would I be if I just ignored it?

"A horrible person?" the inner Arken offered.

Right. Now, let's see what's going on.

[Kat]

Buttercup

Buttercup almost burst into tears when Arken asked her what was wrong. She just couldn't tell him, it was just too much. They had just met, and news like this would ruin any possibility they had of a continued relationship.

She ducked her head, hiding the tears that swam into her vision.
"I- it's nothing, I'm just... really tired, is all. And Brat.. Well, she hates me now. I guess I deserve it though."

Buttercup was at a loss. The Professor had said that powerpuff pregnancies seem to move faster than any nine month gestation that normal people had, so she knew that she wouldn't be able to hide it for too much longer.

She looked up at Arken, fear darting across her face.
""I'm scared."

[Iris]

"Good, very good." Ignatius sigh with relief, "Then let me start at the beginning."

"Long ago, far from the reaches of this galaxy, a saint was born. Not of flesh and blood but in spirit. A man or woman is always born narturally... almost always, now that I think about it but philosophy is for another day. Anyway, a normal person will live their life and when they die, their soul passes on into the unknown.
A saint is born during an event, perhaps he or she witnesses needless destruction and wishes to stop it, maybe they couldn't save a loved one, maybe their zeal is so righteous that it ignites the galaxy with their light.

These saints do not die when their mortal body does, for their soul is charged with a duty to carry on their fight. They are all unique, some resemble angels of mercy, others reapers that sew death and fear in the enemy, saving the lives of countless soldiers and civilians..."

Ignatius let it sink in, there was a lot of information and the majority thus far was true.
"Now I know that you're wondering why I am talking about saints, for you see one of these saints was a precog, a woman who could foresee the future, at first many distrusted her after all who would want to associate with someone who can foresee your demise?

It cut her deeply that her guards feared her but one day she meet two people who saved HER from the darkness, an inquisitor and his aid, charged with the duty of protecting her from the dark forces and it's many faces, they earned her trust and eventually her love.
The inquisitor himself truly loved her but the aid was somewhat reluctant, not of the twos love but he had to remain vigilant. The saint had already realized the soon her lover would fall in the line of duty but could warn him, for the vision came too late.
Or so it would seem, for the aid had somehow changed her vision, instead of the inquisitor the aid took the fatal blow and passed on into the unknown."

"Again, this does seem irrelevant doesn't old tales from beyond the galaxy.." Ignatius gave a small chuckle. "But I digress."
"The saint herself was shocked, though relieved that her lover lived she confided that she had foreseen his death. Fearing that he would turn on her she looked away but the inquisitor revealed then that the aid himself was a precog, or would appeared that he was. Unlike the saint his visions did not come willingly, he foresaw that the inquisitor was fated to die and thus should prepare for it. But the aid fought against fate and took his friend's place instead.
His body was truly dead, mangled beyond repair. But after a week his body rose from his grave and the aid screamed back to life.
When questioned by the saint if he was like her, he whispered that the had become food for the dark gods, that he was not from that universe, that he had been forced to live THREE separate lives... But something interfered with his destiny once more and he was returned.
In all their wisdom, the saint and the inquisitor kept this secret to themselves and helped the aid to disappear from all the records... No one knows where the aid has gone, if he is still alive but he had left a legacy."

Ignatius took one last breath, " tFab, that man had landed on this planet. I don't know when or why but 3 years ago I found a clue that he did exist, but I do not know what his goal was. The MIB and JLU refuse to aid me in my quest to find these answers and I myself have been banned to physically look for them.

If you accept I need you to look for these clues. I MUST know what he foresaw."

Now was the time to use his holographic projectors, he gave a small nod and the projectors activated.
"We have to find them or these may occur in the none too distant future..."

Without warning the projectors simulated an explosion not like anything seen before on this planet.
It first sent a shock wave over the whole city, shattering widows and the young, then came the primary detonation, a ball of white energy erupted from an unknown source and drawing in all it's collected power, the heat from this energy was so hot that the nearest block melted away.
And then the secondary detonation, all the energy dispersed in a wall of white and blue turning everything to ash.

With that the projectors deactivated, revealing that nothing had happened. Not yet.

[TheTimeSweeper]

-tFabikcalcer-

After the man’s detailed explanation and subsequent showing of the future utilizing the projectors, tFab could only stare, wide-eyed, while his lower jaw nearly touched the floor in bewilderment.

“Th-that’s going to happen in the future…? Geez… And you want me to look for clues pertaining to what this guy foresaw and how to prevent this?

tFab shook his head in disbelief. This was really going to happen? For a moment, he didn’t think that he should get involved. After all, it wasn’t really his problem, but he felt that he had to do something. Maybe this was why he ended up in the past; to prevent this terrible tragedy from happening in the future. In addition, not doing anything could possibly adversely affect his own future in some way and tFab knew that he didn’t want that.

“Alright, I accept this task. What is the first thing that you need me to do and what was the clue that you discovered three years ago?”

[Iris]

Ignatius swallowed, even he was nervous about what he was about to hand out.
It was an old piece of paper torn out of what appeared to be a very old book, the paper itself was a faded yellow and the writing very neat and clear.

"I believe the aid kept a diary of sorts to maintain his visions. I'm not too sure of it myself." Ignatius swallowed once more, the truth was that somehow that Ignatius had reached out and changed everything... somehow he had known something would happen but...


The page was filled with a sort of psyonic energy, as though it was written not by pen but by the mind.
"Hail brother, I know that this charge may seem heavy and though we shall never meet in person, I confy in you my darkest secrets. I am a precog, a psyker, a man who can see the tattered future.

We have met once before but not as it had appeared, for my darker fragment was driven crazed by his burden... Yes, I am Ignatius. But not the one whom you saw in your mind and while this may be confusing I must warn you. Should you have chosen to read through this, I cannot answer all your questions for I will have already met my fate.

I have left fragments of my visions on paper, to aid and warn those who seek the darker powers but I fear it is already too late for them. Thus I had charged another to deliever my message, and forebid him to enter the search.
Should he interfere then our enemy will be allowed free rein.

This is the only chance I will be allowed to introduce myself and thus I have, now you must choose.
To turn a blind eye, to ignore what will be written by my hands.
Or will you take on this burden and find what I was trying to prevent? But know that there will be dangers, from within and out...

Should you accept there will be another page within the museum of liturature in Megaville..."

[TheTimeSweeper]

-tFabikcalcer-

tFab took the paper and started to read through it. Not much made sense to him until he reached the part where the man revealed his name and how he had known the cat demon at one point. Swarms of images flashed through tFab’s mind just then, most notably the ones of Ignatius speaking to him in the dark void of his psyche and the ones of the Buttercup clone fighting against Daniel and the guy who gave him that curse. tFab widened his eyes in shock at this revelation and continued reading. Once he had finished, he looked up at Ignatius and nodded.

“Well, it looks like I’ll be relieving you of your duties, Ignatius. And any dangers that I come across I should be able to handle; I am a demon after all.”

tFab looked down at the paper again and stroked his chin.

“Hmm, the Museum of Literature…looks like that will be my first stop. Is there anything else that I should know before I go?”

[Iris]

"Phew, about time that idiot let me free of that." Ignatius sighed, removing his mask revealing his familiar face. Unlike any of his previous incarnations he was scar free, on his face anyway.
"I've been restraint from reading that page, and other pages from some time. You won't believe how annoying that is!"

Now that the burden was lifted Ignatius was free to make do with his own destiny, without any hindrance from his parallel self. And since he no longer needed to deliver the message, he could relax and joke again.
"So what do you think" Ignatius laughed holding the mask next to his face, "I'm quiet a convincing asshole aren't I?"

"Now that I'm free to do whatever, I can tell you that the museum would likely be holding some form of demon, simply because my other self, had a lot of enemies... my time doesn't change that much I gotta say." Ignatius gave a light hearted warning, "So other than that, eh, I'm not 100% sure what you should be expecting. Although if his time line is similar to my own, be prepared for some very scary shit."

[Nekoman]

Brick smirked, but clenched his teeth as she flew into the woods.

"You aren't getting away, again!" while Berserk was neatly dodging the trees, he was plowing straight through them, leaving a trail of splintered trunks in his wake, still not slowing down.

[TheTimeSweeper]

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-tFabikcalcer-

“Uhhh…”

tFab didn’t know what to make of the sudden change in Ignatius’ personality. It was like he had put up a façade until now and was finally glad to be rid of it. The more tFab thought about it, the more he realized that this was probably the case. The removal of Ignatius’ face which turned out to be just a mask was a bit of a shock though.

“Um, heh, I guess you are a convincing asshole. As long as you readily admit it.”

tFab grinned. He was starting to like this version of Ignatius.

“So, the museum has demons running around? Heh, probably nothing that I can’t easily handle.” He snapped his fingers and a small fireball formed in his palm before he extinguished it by making a fist. “As you can see, I have no problem taking care of myself and I’ve seen plenty of scary shit in my lifetime. When you’re a demonic assassin, you always seem to attract supernatural attention on some level or another.”

He then opened up the case with the gold bars and carefully laid the paper on the stacked ingots. He figured that he would want to have any clues close at hand for future reference and in case he forgot where the next one would be. He then picked up the case, which he found surprisingly light considering its volume, and addressed Ignatius.

“Well, thank you for everything and I’ll be getting on my way then. I got some demons waiting for me at the museum and I can’t wait to introduce them to some hot stuff.”

He formed another fireball in his palm to illustrate his point and grinned back at Ignatius.

[Hakujin]

Mandy

The small living room was littered with boxes and wrapping paper with sheets of bubble wrap sprinkled throughout the mess. A girl stood in the middle with a disgruntled look upon her face as she gazed at the mess, hands on her hips. Sweat beads were forming above her dark brows and her breathing was sped up to a pant, her chest slightly heaving.
This mundane task is starting to irk me. She thought as she took a deep breath, and started to walk towards the small kitchen, the bare essentials lying in small unorganized piles. She dug around, pushing her blond bangs from her eyes searching for a glass among the chaos. She found one and made her way towards the sink, turning the tap on as she placed the glass under in time to catch the... Erm.. Brown? liquid.
A mixture of disgust and anger made it's way onto her face as she turned off the faucet and let the glass drop and shatter. She stalked towards the bedroom door kicking boxes out of her way as she went. She quickly changed her clothing from her plain school outfit, to simple jeans and a pink t-shirt with a yellow flower on the chest.
With her face still contorted in mild anger, she quickly brushed back her hair with her fingers and readjusted her black headband while catching her dark, almost black, gray eyes. She took a moment to look at herself, then shrugged. Good enough. Her eye caught another object as she was about to leave the room as well. A simple picture frame with two children and what looked like a man in a Grim Reaper Halloween costume. In the corner there was sloppy, horrible written, barely legible scrawl.

"Billy, Mandy and Grim.
BEST FRIENDS FOREVER!"
^{(Has been re-written in English here.)}

What could be considered a smile crossed her face as she turned to go to the entrance. Those were good times. Crazy, yes, often annoying, but at least she could always find someone to take it out on. Mandy slipped her shoes on at the door, making sure to grab her keys as she opened the door and made her way out into the hallway. She turned and locked it, while sensing a couple of people towards the exit.
Oh for the love of... Please don't let them be too chatty. She turned towards the exits, the people plainly in sight. Mandy began to walk, debating whether or not to make eye contact... until she saw who the girl was. A sense of familiarly creeped up, but she was unable to fit the pieces together. She stopped a few feet from her, a questioning look on her face as she opened her mouth.
"I know you. Who are you?"

[Kat]

Buttercup

Startled and caught off her gaurd, Buttercup whirled to see her old classmate staring questioningly at her.

Her face reddened, hoping Mandy hadn't caught what she had just admitted to Arken. For anyone, especially someone like Mandy, to hear that Buttercup was scared... It would be horrific.

Buttercup plastered on a fake smile, hoping to seem welcoming to her sister's old friend.

"Yeah Mandy, I'm Buttercup. Bubbles's sister..? We were in school together until you 'mysteriously disappeared.'"

Rumor had it that she ran away from home with that.. Greg guy... Or was it Gin? No, that's a type of drink... Slim, maybe? Whatever, not important.

[Hakujin]

Mandy

A look of recognition crossed her face as memories started to come back. Ah right, Buttercup, Bubbles' sister. Part of the PowerPuff Girls. They always seemed to attract disaster as well... Mandy was uninterested in what was taking place between the two, although she had a feeling it was something private.
"Mysteriously disappeared?" She gave a soft, dry chuckle. Her voice had matured slightly, but if was still raspy and lower than most girls. "No, I just went back to Endsville. So did billy and Gr..." She stopped her sentence with a cough, hoping Buttercup didn't hear the last part. "Sorry, I was unpacking and my water is all rusty. I was about to go get a drink somewhere."
Mandy looked between the two and felt some sort of awkward tension. "Anyway... I suppose I'll get on my way. You live here, right? What about your sisters?"