"If you give me but another chance, I'll fight all my inner demons and rebuild my life with you. I'm never going to hurt you again, mo chridhe. I swear it."
-Cristiane Serruya
Bubbles POV
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It all happened so quickly.
One minute, Boomer and I were just sitting there, looking into the water, and the next minute we were slung from our spots and skidding across the asphalt of the road about a mile away from our original positions. I heard a sickening crunch as my skull made contact with the hard surface, but even worse was the cracking of Boomer's arm as he landed on it in an unnatural position. The attack had been so sudden that we had both not even had the time to prepare to land.
Almost instantly I saw the source of the pain: an impossibly huge red figure. Spines grew out of both his arms, which ended in suddenly razor-sharp pincers. His coat exhibited random flames around the ends. Two white fangs hung out of his lipsticked mouth, secreting poison. Thousands of spines covered his legs and sprang up from the back of his head.
The eyes were the worst of all the new, hideous features.
They glowed bright yellow, and were hard to look at. They emanated evil and painful energy. It was all I could do to merely soak up the sight of Him.
Boomer grabbed my hand with his good one. He had a look of terror on his face. It looked like bravery compared to mine, though. I could feel tears of fear leaking out of my baby blue eyes. I tried to talk, to ask Boomer what to do, but I could only squeak.
"Ah, my son. Look up here at your father! Aren't you glad to see me? My lovely little blue gumdrop?"
Boomer stood up, rage battling with the overwhelming fear. "YOU'RE NOT MY FATHER! ALL YOU EVER DID FOR ME WAS PUSH ME TO BE A HORRIBLE PERSON! WHAT KIND OF FATHER DOES THAT?!"
Him screeched at his words, his already hideous face twisting up in rage. "YOU DARE DISOWN ME, MORTAL?" he screamed, a violent wave of energy spreading across the whole town. Two dots flew up to Him as he said this. I squinted so I could see what they were. Brick and Butch hovered by Him's shoulders, a mask of condescending hatred plastered on their faces. Really, being so in touch with emotions, I could sense their fear. They were terrified of their father, too.
Boomer hovered in the air, and I hurriedly flew up to join him, linking our arms together. His other arm lay limp against his side, but he didn't show any pain. I whispered to him to plug his ears, which he quickly did. I heard a hiss of pain this time as his bad arm bent.
I sucked in a breath. "YOU HEARD HIM! HE'S NOT YOUR SON!" I sonic-screamed, feeling satisfaction as him cringed at the sound. Guilt trickled in when I saw the other Ruffs claw at their ears, but I willed it away. Now was not the time to be soft.
I jumped slightly as I felt a light touch on my shoulder. When I look back, Buttercup and Blossom are floating behind me, reassuring smiles on their faces. Blossom held fear in her eyes, but Buttercup just showed bloodlust. Typical of her, I guess.
"Perrrfect," Him crooned at the sight of my sisters. "All the Puffs in one place. Sons, attack with me!"
Brick and Butch cracked their knuckles and attacked Blossom and Buttercup, respectively. They always seemed to go for their counterparts. Him raised a giant crab claw over his head and slung it at us, going at a breakneck speed. Boomer and I flew away from it right before it plummeted into the pavement, creating a horribly large crater in the asphalt. I gripped Boomer's hand and looked at him seriously.
"We have to go up there. His head's probably his weakest spot."
Boomer scratched his head. "How do you know that?"
"Because it has a brain in it..?"
"Oh yeah."
I punched his good arm. "You can be so stupid sometimes."
He didn't answer as we shot up at Him, who grinned at us.
"So, my wonderful son, you finally found yourself a better half?" he mocked. "Pity you won't live to make the most out of your precious relationship."
I shot my eye beam without thinking, and Boomer summoned lightning into a bat shape, which he hurled at Him. He deflected my eye beam with a claw that seemed to be made of titanium, but the bat came in contact with his teeth. He screamed as it dissipated and ran a shock through his skeleton.
I flew in at him, aiming a punch at his throat. It never came in contact, however. Him shot his other claw at me and swatted me out of the air like a fly. I plummeted down, shock running through my body as it ceased to fly. I tried to start flying again, or at least to hover in the air, but I couldn't make myself.
Boomer gasped and flew down to catch me. Him howled in outrage as Boomer evaded yet another claw and this time a volley of spines that popped out of Him's arms. "Fine, if that's how you want to be, Son!" Him cried out. "If you won't fight with me of your own free will, I'll make you fight on my side!"
Him's eyes glowed brighter for a split second. I flew out of Boomer's arms in alarm as he screamed in agony. He arched his back as horns shot up on his head. His incisors grew pointy and elongated. Boomer's fingernails sharpened and became round claws with deadly points. When he opened his eyes, they glowed bright yellow like Him's.
He hovered for a second, breathing hard. "Boomer?" I asked cautiously. Him chuckled manically. "He has too many inner demons, Dear." Him cackled. "Self-hate. Uncertainty. Feelings of worthlessness and helplessness. He can't fight them all off at once! If you don't deal with the monster inside of you...
IT WILL CONSUME YOU!"
Boomer's head shot up, eyes glowing bright yellow. His arm clicked back into place, and a sick sneer twisted itself onto his lips. I felt loathing for Him bubble up. That look didn't belong on Boomer's face!
I screamed in fear as Boomer lunged at me, Him laughing like insanity had taken over.
(A/N) So yeah, I finally updated! Yay me! Anyway, sorry this was all from Bubbles's POV, I just wanted to save Boomer's thoughts for next chapter. Also, sorry for the cliffhanger! XD I'm so evil...
Anyway, I've already actually come up with an idea for a sequel. Hehe! It's going to be fun to write.
Cya next chapter!
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