We Been Alone For Years

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The sound of black Kate Botta heels clicking at every step HIM took, before standing in front of the three boys.

"My, my, if it isn't my grandchildren." His voice echoed throughout the building, making everyone stare and stand in fear.

Before the front lady demon could speak for her behavior, HIM snapped his claws and she was turned into powder. "Take her to the kitchen. I love my food to be seasoned with a brand new soul" HIM said, his evil smile never leaving his lips.

The coworker nodded his head and transferred the soul into a new jar. The boys stared in horror and gulped in fear.

HIM wasn't a fan of his three sons. Yes, he did raise them at some point and was happy they were following in his footsteps of taking over the world. Still, when they stepped down and heard the engagement from others he was furious and embarrassed that his sons became nobodies and brought shame to the family name.

Yet...

He was never against the idea of becoming a grandfather. The idea of losing his sons to the heroic Powerpuff Girls was devastating, but the idea of recreating them with the help of a new generation always brought him joy.

"Come to my office, we can talk there." HIM said, turning around to walk back into the elevator. The three boys followed HIM from behind and entered the elevator to see what floor would be chosen.

'DH Floor'

Once the elevator door opened the boys stepped out and saw the dark red room, it gave the feeling of hell and the early 80's. HIM sat down on his big leather chair and placed both claws on top of each other.

The three cousins sat on the empty chairs and tried to be as polite as possible, "Mm, you three look exactly like your fathers." HIM mumbles, his eyes admiring the small details of each boy.

"Tell me, what's your reason for coming here today?" He asked, Brake took a deep breath before placing every piece of evidence onto the table.

"We were hoping you could help us know if our mothers are still alive, since you can see all and are an expert on dark magic it would be really helpful" Brake explained, and sat quietly for a response.

HIM raised a brow before agreeing, "I'll help, but in exchange, I'll need a favor, of course." His smile growing bigger by the second. Brake looks at his grandfather with hesitation, before agreeing along with his cousins.

A black contract pops up in flames and HIM rips a piece of skin on each boy's arm along with a drop of blood to stamp the contract in confirming it's been done.

"Fuck! Fuck you! You bastard!" The boys continued yelling out swear words as they held their arms in pain. HIM rolled his eyes before placing three bandages on the damaged skin.

HIM began looking through the evidence with his powers without even touching the objects or documents. He sighs in disappointment and stands up from his leather office chair to walk over to the bookcases, he looks through the books until he sees a black book with red skeletons heads wrapped around them.

He opens up the book and reads through what's already written down.

"They're dead."

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"Are you sure the girls aren't from another world?" Dexter asked the Professor, before putting in a new screw. "Yes, if the girls were from another world, they wouldn't have powers or the type of strength they have now. I have tested that in every other dimension, the girls are not superhuman, but are different creatures or have a different storyline or are not even related to each other."