Disclaimer: I don’t own the Powerpuff Girls story

Author’s Notes: This story idea came to me when my little brother was watching the Powerpuff Girls Movie (yes, he watches it). The idea came when Buttercup was shouting at Blossom and Bubbles: “…because now we have live here! when the girls were up in outer space because the Professor didn’t know whether to believe if the girls were good or not.

I thought what if the girls never returned to Townsville and didn’t save it from their monkey captors? What if they allowed it to be overrun and what if they had to stay on that meteor and lived on there for some years? Well…of course, my imagination started working and thus this story was created. I don’t think anyone has done this story before.

There will be hardly any guest appearances by the other villains unless I see fit. The major villain in this story is Mojo and his creations. Please don’t flame me and please review. I always get a lot of hits, but no one ever reviews me. I need those reviews to know if people like the story. It’s my feedback that keeps me going! Please review and enjoy the story!

Timeline: Eleven years after the girls left Earth to “live” on a meteor in the movie

Chapter 1: A Long Silence

Somewei

Bubbles shivered.

She hated this place. It was so gloomy and cold and it did not fit her personality at all. Yet, she kept going. She had to…for her sisters. They were all she had. The people she had once trusted betrayed her when they believed she and her sisters did mean to do away with Townsville. When she heard her father mutter those forsaken words, she didn’t know what to do with herself. He doubted her.

I don’t know who to believe…

Everyday for the past eleven years had rung through her ears, haunting her every thought. Her sisters, Blossom and Buttercup, had grown somewhat adjusted to their so-called home. It was nothing like their home on Earth, but it was a place she could stay. As she walked inside their stone home, she found Buttercup sitting at the window and staring out as various shaped rocks floating by.

Buttercup hadn’t exactly become the most quiet person, but every now and then she would become quiet and think about everything. Bubbles sighed and placed the new food on the table. After living there for two months, the girls decided to explore space. It was difficult at first to fly far distances without the fear of loosing their rock, but eventually they got used to it.

The three girls did manage to find an uninhabited planet that was full of earthly supplies - vegetables, cotton and whatnot that could supply with them with all the necessities. The girls all learned to do different chores to make life on “Rocky” better. (That’s what they named their meteor – “Rocky” – courtesy of Bubbles.)

Buttercup learned to hunt for food, Blossom learned to pick cotton and Bubbles learned to sew and weave the cotton to make it into blankets and clothes. It was hard at first to learn, but somehow each of the girls managed to complete their chores within a decent hour.

Night and day was also a matter of question. They never knew when day was or when night occurred. They figured it was night on Earth when the girls became tired and when they woke up, it was day. It was the only thing that could help them with time. They also lost track of the date. With no calendars and no reason to need to know the date, what was the point of learning or keeping track?

“Bubbles…” a soft voice broke through the silence. Bubbles jumped and glanced over at her redheaded sister, who was sitting in the corner of the house they made so long ago. The young girl had grown considerably pretty. With nothing to keep her hair tamed at its long length, Blossom cut her hair shoulder length and tied it back with the pink cloth of her dress from when she was five. The young girl still stayed assertive, but other than that, she was off in her own world.

“Yes, Blossom?” asked Bubbles.

“How was your trip?” Blossom asked as she came out of her dark corner, “Did you get all that you needed?”

Bubbles nodded and Blossom went to the food and examined it. The blonde sat down on the hard floor and watched her sisters. After several moments of watching them, she got up and went outside her stone home. As she ventured out, her blue eyes rested upon the blue planet that she once called her home. She took in a sharp breath and wondered how Earth was like.

After the monkeys took over the Earth, it had become quiet. She could no longer hear the screams and shouts of the human inhabitants and figured they had all gone on to their regular lives. Blossom would often object by saying that something happened to the humans and that Mojo was in control now. Buttercup, morbidly, thought that they all died. Bubbles would often gasp at the thought and Blossom would smack Buttercup upside the head.

As she stared out at the planet, she didn’t notice that Buttercup and Blossom joined her outside. The two got along considerably well, but would not talk to each other unless it was necessary. Blossom obviously kept her oath when she said she wouldn’t talk to Buttercup again and vice versa.

“What’s wrong, BB?” called out Buttercup. Bubbles jumped at the sound of the voice and turned around.

“Do you…” The blue-eyed girl paused as she looked at both her sisters. “…do you think we could return to Earth and see what happened?”

Blossom groaned and rolled her eyes. It was always the same question. She knew her sister was curious about what happened to Earth and that she wanted to see what the planet looked like, but Blossom would never permit it. She often told her sister that it was a matter of their safety that they stayed on Rocky, but Bubbles would often say that no one would remember what they looked like and if they did, it wouldn’t matter because they had changed physically.

It was true, Blossom agreed, they had changed physically. Their little fingerless hands grew fingers and their big eyes grew smaller until they were almond-shaped. They grew toes and their bodies were proportioned better than before. It had been a painful process (more so than going through growing pains), but they looked normal. The only thing that wasn’t normal was their powers and Blossom’s eyes. No one on Earth had pink eyes. Sure, people had green or blue eyes, but not pink.

“Bubbles,” Blossom began, exasperated. “I told you already, we can’t go back. Do you remember what happened last time?”

“Yes,” Bubbles murmured. “But nobody remembers us!”

“Does it matter?” snapped Buttercup. “They were losers for not believing us!”

“Well…” The blue-clad girl muttered, her eyes going down to the ground, “We did help Mojo Jojo create his lab. Why should they believe us?”

Blossom pursed her lips and knew her sister’s argument was valid, “That’s all the reason more why we shouldn’t go back. No one would trust us because we helped give Mojo his little kingdom.” Bubble opened her mouth to protest, but the redheaded girl cut her off, “My word is final…we are not going back.”

Bubbles sighed as she watched her sisters retreat back into their small and uneven home. Looking back at Earth one last time, she hoped the people of Earth were happy and all leading good lives.

Despite Bubbles’ hopes, the people of Earth were not leading good lives and they most certainly were not happy. They all were being tormented and led unfortunate lives. Ever since Mojo came into power he turned it into some sort of planet of the apes. The humans all at some point saw Planet of the Apes (newer and older versions) and wondered if they would receive their own savior from the monkeys that now imprisoned them.

They also were slaves to the monkeys. No matter what race they were they were slaves to the monkey that reigned over their country (which were now kingdoms). Ojo Tango was ruling the Oceania. Rocko Socko was now the ruler over Asia except for China, the Koreans, Taiwan and the Japanese. Baboon Kaboom was the king of the upper half of Africa whilst the Gogo Po-Trol was the leaders of the southern half of Africa. Hota Wata was now the ruler over North and South Korea and Taiwan. Cha-Ching, Cha-Ching was king over China and Japan and was also the sometimes partner to Hota Wata.

The Doot Da Doot Da Doo Doos, the look-alike monkeys from the Wizard of Oz, all took over Europe and terrorized their European slaves with their wads of spit. Unfortunately Mojo and the other monkeys didn’t like Hacha Chaca and managed to let him entertain the people down in South America under the watchful eye of Ojo Tango. Blah-Blah-Blah-Blah was put under the eye of Killa Drilla and Bonzo Bango in Iceland and Greenland. Rolo Ovo, Cruncha Muncha, Wacko Smacko and Pappy Wappy all ruled over the Middle East.

But the supreme ruler over the monkeys was Mojo who resided in North America. North America became his capital for his empire. After eventually outsmarting the destructive monkeys, Mojo had been declared ultimate, supreme ruler and claimed North America for himself. It was hard at first to get his empire into order, but he managed to do so.

Then, once he created and put order to his empire, he had to manage the human revolts that occurred every now and then. The Americans, in particular, were the hardest to get in control. They were so used to freedom that, when it was threatened, they had a tendency to revolt and try and take back their freedom. The Europeans and Asians would also try their luck, but they, too, would fail - much like the Americans.

However, the villains of America gave him slight problems. HIM gave him the most trouble. None of the monkeys or Mojo could defeat the red villain and eventually Mojo decided to create his own version of the girls…or at least boy versions of the girls.

Thus, Mojo Jojo created the Rowdyruff Boys.

The Rowdyruff Boys (Brick, Boomer and Butch) had become his most trustworthy warriors in his kingdom. They would run his errands and sometimes menace the other monkeys when they started entertaining ideas of revolting against Mojo.

Brick was the more solemn one in the group. Intelligent and quick on his feet, he was the ideal leader of the boys. Like most boys he loved to crack a joke and pull a prank on whomever he could – or at least he had when he was little. However, when it came to a fight, he was the most serious one. He was also the master of a computer as if it was he who invented the machine. He could load viruses, break codes and whatnot. He was pure genius, as some people liked to believe, and the humans feared him the most. Clever, he was, and because of this, he could outdo everyone and foil everyone’s plans.

Boomer was the more sensitive of the boys, but not the most “wussy” as Butch liked to call it. He could be devious when he was joking around with his brothers and sometimes he was so good at joking and pranking, people sometimes didn’t believe it was he who set the prank up. Get him mad, though, and he could rival Brick’s hotheaded temper. He became so fierce that many had learned never to mess with his bad side.

Butch was the ultimate joker within the three boys. He was also one who loved a good fight. Whenever Brick needed someone to pull off a crazy stunt, it was Butch who accomplished the task. Specializing in guns and other artillery, Mojo’s weapons were always up-to-date and the best. The human slaves always treaded on eggshells around the young green ruff because of his strength and the fact he didn’t hesitate to use it. He loved girls and was often found with at least three girls on his arm when he was hanging around.

Mojo would sometimes be infuriated because of the way the boys would joke around and prank him, but he calmly took their joking because they were his “sons” and because they could beat him to an inch of his life if he enraged them in any way. But besides the fact he feared his boys at times, there was still one figure out there that he feared the most. The one figure that could take apart the boys and help the humans. And that one figure was named Professor John Utonium.

Professor Utonium, after slipping into a stage of depression, disappeared off the face of the Earth. It seemed as if he didn’t exist. He left all his co-workers, neighbors and friends behind, including Sara Bellum, Sandra Keane and Mayor J. Mayor. However, Mojo was not fooled easily and knew that the Professor was devising a plan to rid Earth of its foes.

He also feared the fact that this one man, alone, could call the three girls that could be his undoing – Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup. Although the girls disappeared for eleven years and had not been seen since Mojo unleashed his plot to take over the world, he knew that if the girls realized their true potential, he could be in serious trouble. These girls always had the strength to defeat him, but never truly realized how to harness that power that dwelled in them and he was thankful that he hadn’t attacked the Professor.

Mojo knew that if he had attacked the Professor, the girls would come running if they sensed their father was being threatened in any way, which was why he let the Professor be. Because he had the threat of the girls always looming over him as a shadow. But he let that slide and for eleven years he ruled his empire without a care in the world.

In fact, his ‘palace’, per say, was Townsville Hall. The white marble and title had been changed to fit what his lab would look like and what he wanted as a home. He kicked out all of the current employees of Townsville Hall and replaced them with chimpanzee guards he later created. He still kept his lab on top of the volcano, which was where he created the boys, because he sometimes needed a place to devise more plans. Townsville also had been reconstructed. It looked like what would be a city from the future because of the new gadgets and means of traveling.

However, despite the new structure of Townsville, it still was strewn about with ruins from what used to be the grand city. And alongside those ruins were poorly made graves. A shadow was cast over the town and the sun hardly brought itself out of hiding anymore.

“Mojo,” interrupted a cool voice.

The Monkey King, who had been staring out the window from what was previously the Mayor’s office, turned and found Brick leaning on the doorframe with a frown on his face. Mojo duplicated Brick’s frown, “What do you want? Can’t you see I’m busy?”

Brick rolled his eyes. Oh yes, busy staring out the window. He didn’t voice that though, “Mojo, Butch just told me that he may have possibly found a meteor with life on it. It’s only three specs, which may be your female nemesis’ that you’ve been dreading for that past eleven years.”

Mojo, startled at first, then smiled, “Good…good.”

“They’re not going to come here,” Brick continued on smoothly. The monkey glanced at the red ruff, obviously not happy with his statement. “We sent up a satellite and checked out how they go on with life. Apparently, there’s some small planet or moon that allows them to collect all their necessities and bring it back to their makeshift home. Plus, the leader told her blonde sister that they weren’t going to come back.”

“What do you mean?” snapped the Monkey King.

The red ruff sighed heavily, “Meaning, they’re staying there. Why do you want them to come if you’ve been dreading their return?”

“To eliminate them, my son, because if I, Mojo Jojo, have enemies that could destroy me, then that puts me in a tight spot, doesn’t it?” explained the monkey. Again, Brick rolled his eyes. This monkey could be really be paranoid sometimes. He had no idea why he was paranoid about these girls. They looked like they couldn’t even defeat a fly if they had to. One was over-emotional, the other looked like she wouldn’t follow the orders of anyone and the last one was too concerned about surviving to even glance at anything remotely related to fighting.

“Whatever, Mojo, whatever,” mumbled Brick as he began walking out of the room. For a brief moment, Brick stopped and called out before continuing on, “Oh, Cha-Ching, Cha-Ching is having troubles with more revolts.”

Mojo shrugged and strolled to his desk. He would eliminate those girls when the time came. Yes, he feared them and yes, he hoped they wouldn’t realize their potential, but sometimes you have to do things you didn’t want to in order to accomplish something else. But that was for another time. First he had to deal with the revolts in China and Japan.

Cha-Ching, Cha-Ching glared down at his human opponents, his cymbals ready in his hands. His monkey guards were ready for anything. Cha-Ching, Cha-Ching muttered some curses underneath his breath as the humans broke through the first barrier that the monkeys had set up. Frowning, he began walking down towards the front. His guards were not doing the job they were supposed to do.

Idiots…they cannot do anything right, Cha-Ching, Cha-Ching thought bitterly as he pushed his way through. Mojo better send the Rowdyruff Boys soon.

The humans let out a great battle cry as they continued to push through. Growling, Cha-Ching, Cha-Ching collided his cymbals together and unleashed a big sonic boom. The human rebels covered their ears and were pushed back. Several of the stronger ones managed to get up and started attacking again.

The ‘Chaotic Calamity’ rolled his eyes. Didn’t these humans know when to give up? He had been having so many revolts lately that he had lost count. When Mojo first took over, none of the humans even considered having revolts. Their spirits had been broken. But then they regained what spirit they had left and began revolts. Several revolts had occurred in South America and in Europe, but the most apparent were in China, Japan and America.

Cha-Ching, Cha-Ching unleashed another sonic boom, but the smarter humans hid behind something to avoid the attack by Cha-Ching, Cha-Ching. As soon as the sonic boom was finished, they started running out again and attacking. They knocked down a majority of the monkey guards and Cha-Ching, Cha-Ching was just about to unleash another attack when another sonic boom appeared out of nowhere, but with a greater magnitude.

Cha-Ching, Cha-Ching glanced up at the air and found Brick, Boomer and Butch floating above. While they were smirking, the humans began to scream in fear and began running away.

“About time you showed up,” huffed Cha-Ching, Cha-Ching as he put his cymbals down. The Rowdyruff Boys merely rolled their eyes and floated down to the ground. All Brick had to do was glare before the monkey started talking once more. “These humans are giving me problems again. They just don’t know when to quit. You let your father know about this! He better do something quick! I’m getting tired of having to put these humans back in place!”

“Don’t worry, he knows,” muttered Brick.

Butch frowned as he watched the humans peer out and some of the braver ones start up again, “Trust me. We don’t like coming out and fighting these humans.”

“Yeah,” Boomer muttered to himself, his arms going over his chest. “You’d rather be out, fooling around with girls, than being here.”

“Wanna say that again, blondie?” threatened the green ruff as he glared at his brother. The blue ruff didn’t manage to say anything to counter because Brick immediately cut them off by instructing them on what they should do to the Asian slaves. Once the red ruff was finished speaking, Butch glared at the blonde again and said lowly, “You’re lucky Brick stopped me.”

Boomer rolled his eyes, “Yeah, yeah, fireball, whatever.”

The blonde ruff immediately floated down to the front ranks of Cha-Ching, Cha-Ching’s troops and smirked deviously. A couple of humans backed down from the boy, knowing that he was powerful and some retreated. He opened his arms wide, liking welcoming them into a hug and many stood rigid. He chuckled before he clapped his hands together and unleashed a sonic boom.

The tremors of the boom shook the Earth and the humans collapsed into some of the crevices that were created. Others began to retreat. Some, however, remained, got up and continued on, despite the fact that were brutally out-powered.

Butch rolled his eyes before he floated down next to his brother. Smirking, he glanced at his brother and said, “Let me show you how a real ruff does things around here.”

Boomer frowned and crossed his arms over his chest. Butch then turned to the oncoming humans and dug his fingers into the earth. He laughed out loud before he tugged the earth up. In a rolling carpet effect, the rioting humans tumbled to the ground. Again, some retreated and others stayed. The slaves were now down to about a dozen people. Those dozen people gritted their teeth before they continued on.

From the air, Brick sighed heavily, “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

Flying above them, he pinched his pointer finger and thumb together before he took a deep breath and blew. Fire came out from those pinched fingers and Brick manipulated the flames to create a circle about the dozen humans. All twelve people bunched up together in fear of the flames and Brick floated back to Cha-Ching, Cha-Ching. In the most nonchalant voice ever, the red ruff said, “Put the flames out and apprehend them.”

“Do as he says!” The Cymbal Monkey commanded his guards. The troops saluted before they ran off to put out the flames. When the Rowdyruff Boys didn’t leave, Cha-Ching, Cha-Ching rose an eyebrow, “What else do you want?”

“Mojo wants something from you,” Brick explained as his brothers floated next to him respectively. When the Cymbal Monkey didn’t move, the red ruff rolled his eyes again. “He says you know what exactly he wants.”

Realization flashed in the monkey’s eyes and he nodded, “Follow me.”

The Rowdyruff Boys followed him into his castle to retrieve what they came for to give to Mojo when they got home.

“Did you get it?” Mojo questioned, his eyes narrowing considerably. Brick (for the umpteenth time that day) rolled his eyes and walked up to the Monkey King’s desk while Boomer and Butch lazily threw themselves into seats. The leader of the Rowdyruff Boys gave their ‘father’ the object. Mojo picked it up, laughed evilly and then sighed, “Good, good. Boys, put the plan into action.”

Bubbles lay out on the ground and examined the stars. Despite the many years she had been living with these stars as her ceiling, she was still fascinated at the endless amount of them. She loved to come out whenever she had no chores and try to count the many stars. Of course, she knew that it was pointless because she would sometimes recount ones she already counted, but it was something to do.

As she let herself get taken over by the silence, she closed her eyes and let her muscles relax. They had been tense for some reason. She thought she vaguely could hear people screaming earlier that day and it made her panic. She told her sisters about it, but both Buttercup and Blossom just brushed it off saying that it was her imagination.

While Bubbles was slowly slipping into her sleep, she heard a faint scream. She bolted upright once she heard it. She knew that scream. She had heard it before. She jumped to her feet and stared out at Earth. It couldn’t be, could it? She heard it again.

The professor…

Gasping, Bubbles ran into the stone house where she found Blossom writing different words in the sand (she did this to practice her alphabet) and Buttercup, as usual, staring out the window. They jumped when she came in and shouted, “The professor! The professor! He’s in trouble!”

Author’s Notes:

Well, that’s it for the first chapter of Taking Responsibility. I would greatly appreciate it if you reviewed the story. I’m not asking because I want reviews, I’m asking because I want your impute. As a growing writer, it is important that you left your thoughts and/or comments. I gladly accept constructive criticism, but please keep it polite!

Anyway, I hope you like the first chapter and please stay tuned for the second chapter

Hugs and Kisses,

Somewei

Next chapter: Meeting the master (Chapter 2)