Townsville, USA. A normal city with strange problems.
Monsters, villains, and even demons try to attack the city and claim it has their own. All are stopped by the Powerpuff Girls.
Ever since they were just kids, they've used their powers to protect...
You were floating. Weightless. Among an endless ocean against a clear blue sky. You stared into the beautiful blue with one eye. Your other caused blurry vision. Your left arm felt numb. You couldn't move it.
What happened? You used your power to fling that monster into the sun, but what came after? Where were you?
???: Oh my. You look a bit unwell.
You looked up and suddenly found yourself looking at a familiar face.
???: Now, what are you doing here so early?
You blinked, confused. Your eye then went wide.
Y/N: Grandma?
Muriel: Well, who else would I be?
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How? How was she here?
You sat up and stared at her in disbelief.
Y/N: It hurts.
Muriel kneeled down and placed a hand on your head. You were just a child. Too young to understand why your parents weren't coming home. Why you couldn't see them again.
Your body still hurt. It was apparently a miracle that you had survived. It was even more of a miracle that your injuries were minimal. The worst you had was a cut up arm and damage to your eye. It was why it was bandaged as it was.
Liz had been quiet since you got here. You didn't know what to say to her. You wanted to apologize. Was the accident your fault? Maybe. You didn't know. It felt like it was. Why else did you survive?
You sat with your back against the chicken pin. You had your knees pulled up and you were staring out at the nothing that laid before you. Desert as far as the eye could see. This was just life in Nowhere. A life you'll have to become accustomed to.
Muriel: Come inside. I'll make some pancakes.
You didn't say anything. You just sat there. You didn't want to go inside. You just wanted to be left alone.
Your grandma seemed to realize this. She gently brushed some hair out of your eye and smiled sweetly.
Muriel: Okay. Try not to stay out here for too long. You have people waiting for you.
People waiting for you.
You were sure your grandpa would complain about being hungry when you got back, but you would cross that bridge when you got there. Right now, you kept your head down as you walked alongside your grandma.
People stared at you like you were some kind of freak. Like you were a literal ghost. A walking corpse. You honestly felt like it sometimes.
Muriel: Wait here. I'll be but a moment.
You stopped walking and watched as your grandma entered a store. You looked around at some of the people who was going about their day. Some looked at you. Some ignored you. Some didn't even know you were there.
