The Powerpuff girls and MegaMan. MegaMan's new beggining

CHAPTER VI: BETRAYED

'Yeah! Woo! All right!' Mojo danced around on the same spot, the Mayor in his grip again. Flinging the incompetent man at his feet again, he placed a foot on him, throwing his fists to the air. 'I rock!'

'I rock – so hard!' said Mojo in self-relief, letting his eyelids droop in that moment where he briefly recollected.

You sure did!.' Mojo turned his head to see a scientist with a gray mustache with gray balding hair and a lab coat on. He is to be seen in Mojo's size, matching in height.

Mojo smiled creeply to the scientist. The scientist ran to mojo to help celebrate mojo's first successful plan. 'You did it my friend,' he said to Mojo hugging him.' I knew you could.

At the moment they stopped hugging and went on. 'I know and it was your help that made my dream come true,' Mojo never took his eyes from having the real help from the scientist. 'Doctor,Wily!

Everyone here was shocked. Wily was the menace of Townsville, so only our true Mega-Man was around to stop him, but with Mega-man gone, there is nothing that can stop him now. Wily then shacked Mojo's hand. Anything else you need, just come to yours truly. Good luck being the ruler my friend.

'I sure will my friend, I'll even remember that you were the one that help, so when you and I can share the world with me, I'll remember that.' after that said Mojo cleared his throat to finish his speech. Now speaking loudly to the air, he continued. 'I, Mojo Jojo,' he said, his voice getting more determined with every word, 'have succeeded in my first, greatest, and most brilliant plan ever!' Mojo threw his finger, fist and open hands to the air in rapid succession, his movements almost too fast to trace.

The eyes of Mojo curved in even more resolve now. 'And I, Mojo Jojo, shall be –' Here he spoke ever louder to the large crowd of monster-like monkeys, many of them still running crazy, others jumping up and down, some with crushed citizens in their grips, and a few just staying still, watching Mojo's every words.

'KING – Of the Planet Of The Apes!' he roared at large to everyone present.

A strange thing happened then. The monkeys stopped yelling and shrieking. They stopped moving back and forth. Silence briefly befell the area. This went unnoticed to Mojo, however, who continued as though nothing out of the ordinary had happened.

'Yes, I, Mojo Jojo and my dear friend and partner Dr,Wily, shall be the rulers of this planetoid!' he yelled, not noticing the monkeys pausing in their activities as he spoke.

'We shall be its sole Emperors!' Even the scared citizens paused from their fear-induced moments to listen to what Mojo was saying.

'We will be the one everyone shall answer to!' The Japanese Macaque loosed his clawed grip on a man's body, leaping out of sight.

'We will be on the highest pedestal!' The small chimpanzees were clawing their way up buildings.

'We will be the one who decides how things shall work around here!' The bonobo and the olive baboon both hoisted themselves onto the tops of ordinary buildings.

'We will be bowed down to!' The proboscis monkey stood up on a short food stand.

'And We shall be revered for all eternity!' exclaimed Mojo finally, throwing his fists to the air once more.

As his cape blew behind him silently, only now did he notice the abnormal quiet, his fists frozen above him.

'You shall be kings?'

'Hun?' Wily sopke. Mojo and Wily turned towards the source of the voice. Atop a nearby green car stood the podgy orangutan, glaring silently at Mojo in a similar manner to Mojo himself. 'Preposterous!' he said, slurring slightly.

'What?' exclaimed Mojo, pointing at the orangutan. 'How dare you –'

The orangutan slipped one of Mojo's head helmets onto his own brain. 'For it is I,' he said, fitting on a pair of white gloves, 'who is the one most suited to be ruler!' He clicked a belt on, securing his own body suit.

'Those are my clothes!' said Mojo in surprise.

'What is going on here?' said Wily scratching his head

'I, Ojo Tango,' said the ape, swinging his purple cape behind him, looking very much like Mojo, 'shall be simian supreme!'

'No Ojo, Mojo!' whined Mojo, pointing to himself.

A platform Ojo Tango was on lowered him into a black space, the hatch closing afterwards. 'As I unleash the offensive omnipotence of the oppressive Orango-Tank!' The giant treadmill-moving tank in question flipped off of its two giant cannons onto the street, rotating them around to face in front of itself.

Wait here!' interrupted a one called Elec-Man in mid air to the girls shape from the experiment.

'How did you get out!?' Yelled Wily shocked to see his one of his robots from the master robot force 1.

'This city will kneel before the might of my electricity!' said Elec-Man shooting his lightning beam eyes from street to building. 'For I Elec-Man will give them quite a shock!'

'Hold on!' interrupted the mountain gorilla, raising his hands.

'Oh no,' whimpered Mojo quietly, his hands by his side.

'What now,' signed Wily face-palming.

'It is I who shall get a grip on the situation!' The gorilla slammed a huge metal glove onto his hands, clenching it into a fist afterwards in dramatic fashion.

'You'd better not!' said Mojo, pointing at the gorilla.

Fully decked out in an outfit identical to Ojo Tango's, the gorilla raised his hands. 'As I, Rocko Socko,' he said, clenching his fists, 'seize control and rule!' To prove his point, he punched a hole into a nearby building.

I'm the only one with that honor of strength to be the real Emperor! Yelled by the name of Gut-Man, the muscle robot with brute force, revealing himself.

What are you doing!?' Wily yelled at Gut-Man

As I, Gut-Man will gain the authority over this city!'  Gut-Man said To make sure they get the point, he picked up the ground and formed it into a boulder and threw it at the building and it collapsed to rubble.

Mojo opened his hand up to the monkeys. 'Wait –'

Next up was the olive baboon, wearing the same costume. He flew through the air, landing inside a giant dome like the one atop his head, which closed instantly. 'I, Baboon Kaboom, with my Baboon Bot, will be the bomb!' The machine he was now in, a giant sleek robot shaped much like himself, slammed its hands onto the building that it stood on, making it tremble.

'Uh oh,' said Mojo slowly, observing it from where he stood.

'And if you don't like it,' echoed Baboon Kaboom's voice from the robot, as one of the hands moved to it's rear, where a pipe was located. Three fuse-lit bombs clunked out into the robotic hand.

'You can sniff my Baboon-Butt Bombs!' The robot flung the bombs through the air, heading for a nearby block. They exploded upon impact, the smoke illuminating the Baboon-Bot atop a building.

'Oh that's classy,' remarked Mojo off-hand, giving Baboon Kaboom's display two folded arms and a pair of lowered eyebrows.

Next was another of the robot master force 1 ready to make his stand, flying to around the city while carrying a bomb. 'How this for classy? I'm Bomb-Man, with my now powers, I'll be top dog around this pathetic city.' stopping for a moment. 'And if that's not fair to you?' Bomb-Man yelled throwing his bombs at the buildings and destroyed them.

'How original.' Wily said looking unpleased.

'Gain way, gain way,' said multiple voices. A brown barrel rolled down the street, splitting open into two halves. Out of the two halves leapt numerous gibbons, all costumed-out. Arms linked around each other, they began stretching around the city. 'For we, the Go-Go Patrol, as brothers in arms, are forming a chain of command that will reach out and take hold of your world!' The end of the monkey line reached all the way up to a skyscraper, grabbing the top point.

'I, Hota Wota,' said the Japanese macaque, situated in a bowel of water behind the Townsville Dam, which was lined with explosives, 'am boiling mad, for you are all wreaked behind the ear.' The bombs went off, leading for the water to seep through the crack upon the city.

'Therefore, I shall unleash a scalding torrent to dab you all out.' Hota Wota was washed with the tidal wave as it swept around a street corner. 'For I don't give a –'

'Watch your mouth!' objected Mojo, curving an eyebrow at Hota Wota's statement.

'I'm Dive-Man, ready to sink the city with a iron fist!' he Yelled jumping into the tidal, while under Dive-Man shoot some torpedos at the buildings.

'I, Cha-Ching, Cha-Ching,' said the bonobo, his eyes shifting back and forth. In his hands, he possessed two large bright cymbals. 'Shall symbolize chaotic calamity!' He clapped the cymbals together, sending minor shockwaves through the vicinity.

'My ears!' yelled Wily with Mojo and him, protecting their ears from the shockwaves.

'I Shade-Man,' Flying around the sky. 'can make more soundwaves of terror with my shriek!' With that said and done, he shoot his Noise Crush from his arm cannon, destroying a building, better Cha-Ching.

'We, the Doot-Daa-Doot Daa-Doo-Doos,' hummed all the small monkeys as they flew around on small jetpacks, 'shall rain on your parade, because…'

They all drew in their breaths before they began to spit downwards, the spit wads raining down on the crowd from above. 'We like to spit!'

'Eww,' remarked Mojo, rather grossed out at this point.

'Gross,' replied Wily, also grossed out.

'My name is Hacha Chacha, and here is my spiel!' Signed the proboscis monkey in rhyme, moving up and down to his own words. Unlike his fellow simians, he looked perfectly happy with where he was. 'A diabolical plan, with lots of appeal!' Throwing a punch, he gestured to the road in front of him, littered with banana peels everywhere. 'Spreading the bananas, far and wide,' said Hacha Chacha, as a man skidded on a banana. 'And fixing up the folks for a slippery slide!' A woman slid past him next, face first in the used produce.

I'm Aqua-Man, the handsome guy, with a wet idea,' singed Aqua-Man with his own rhyme, dancing while shooing his water balloon weapon on the ground, wet. while the street is wet, it can also be slippery with more people sliding everywhere they went. I'll fill the entire world with my water cannon.'

'That's pretty catchy,' remarked Mayor from underneath Mojo, making Mojo look at him oddly and Wily rolling his eyes.

'I, uh, Blah-Blah Blah-Blah,' stammered the forest chimpanzee, shrugging with nervousness. He poured numerous containers of tomato juice into a machine, pushing it forwards as he spun an eggbeater in it. 'Shall, uh, create a sauce of chaos, and stir up trouble! From the machine spun a whirling red tornado of tomato juice. As he moved around a corner, it sucked building parts straight off of the nearby structures. 'With a destructive force known as, uh… the Tormato!'

'To-mato?' asked Mojo in bewilderment, shrugging.

'Tor-mato,' pronounced Mayor from beneath his foot. Mojo paused, looking down at the Mayor angrily.

'I Air-Man can cause my own weather of destruction with an unmatched tornado!' Air-Man stated with a tornado being shot out from his arm cannon and a giant tornado with formed. Unlike Blah-Blah's tor-mato, his tornado is rampaging the city, destroying building after building, perfectly.

'Wow you sure don't go out much, do ya?' the Mayor spoke to Wily, and he got mad at the Mayor. 'Woo-hoo!' yelled the Mayor as he flew through the air, having been kicked hard by Wily's foot.

'I, Killa Drilla,' said the mandrill, leading a drill machine through the people crowd.

'I, Bonzo Bango,' grunted a forest gorilla, head ramming people aside.

'I, Rolo Ovo,' droned a spherical monkey as he rolled through more panicky people.

'I, Cruncha Muncha,' said the red tarsier, biting on a person's finger fiercely.

'I, Wacko Smacko!' yelled another monkey as he slapped a person's face.

'I, Pappy Wappy,' moaned an old monkey as he lightly slapped an equally old person's face.

'I'm Cut-Man.' he said throwing his rolling cutter.

'I'm Meta-Man!' he yelled throwing his metal blade.

'I'm Hard-Man!' he said launching his hard knuckle.

'I'm Centaur-Man.' he said slashing his centaur flash.

'I'm Cloud-Man.' he said unleashing his thunder bolt.

I'm Tengu-Man.' he said launching his tornado hole.

'I!' said every other monkey present, one after the other in super fast fashion, making the previous monkey's introductions look slow in comparison. They all said the same thing, all asserting their dominance in some form or other, all certain of their ability to rule.

'ENOUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!' yelled out Wily suddenly, having been tested, patience-wise, to the last straw. Glaring with the utmost fury, Mojo made in speech of dominance.

'Stop! Cease! Desist!' Mojo gestured wildly with every word that came from his mouth, now pointing to the monkeys, followed by his own belt. 'Do not continue with your ramblings, for my ramblings are the ramblings to be obeyed, for we emperors, supreme leaders, and all-around dictators!

'Don't you see!' He now gestured to the crowd, speaking incredibly fast yet still making every single word perfectly clear. 'All you monkeys were my plan, and as for the the robot's, are Wily's plan, so your plans are our plan because you are our plan and our plan was to make you!' His cape blowing behind him in the low light, he gritted his teeth even more. 'And we plan to rule the planet together – not to have our plans plan to stop us!

'We am your creator!' Further down the hall's front steps stood Professor, still as rigid as a ghost. 'I am your emperor!' Professor had just an open mouth witnessing the horror in front of him. 'We am Mojo and Wily!' Mojo ran down the steps, approaching the main crowd of monkeys. Moving fast, he shoved the Professor aside. Glaring down at the crowd, he raises his head up, yelling at the top of his lungs.

'Obey Us!' Wily yelled finally, his mouth remaining open even as the last of the words left his mouth, showing unsurpassable anger that he had been betrayed.

And so had they.

Far away from Townsville, from all its citizens, from Ojo Tango, from, Elec-Man, from Rocko Socko, from Gut-Man, from Baboon Kaboom, from Bomb-Man, from the Go-Go Patrol, from Hota Wota, from Dive-Man from Cha-Ching, Cha-Ching, from Shade-Man, from the Doot-Daa-Doot Daa-Doo-Doos, from Hacha Chacha, from Aqua-Man from Blah-Blah Blah-Blah, from Air-Man from Killa Drilla, from Bonzo Bango, from Rolo Ovo, from Cruncha Muncha, from Wacko Smacko, from Pappy Wappy, from, Cut-Man, from Metal-Man, from Hard-Man, from Centaur-Man, from Cloud-Man, from, Tengu-Man, from the Mayor, from Professor, from Mojo, and from Wily, there was absolute silence.

Nothing could be seen on the vast canvas of space except some tiny white stars.

No one was present. And nothing could be heard.

Or could something?

A little further on, there actually was more to see. Thousands upon thousands of asteroids were present. Some as small as pebbles, others bigger then some of Townsville's skyscrapers.

And a little wail was heard…

The asteroids seemed to whizz past on the path through the asteroid field. The smaller ones made next to no sounds, while some of the larger ones conjured up little "whoosh" sounds as they moved closer and then further away in the opposite direction.

More wails seemed to resonate, echoing in the vast vacuum…

Further on through to the center of the asteroid field, past rocks and pebbles big and small, thin and fat, blocky and sharp, lay and even bigger asteroid. In a space all of it's own, none of the other asteroid notably close to it, lay the asteroid, having several random faces, all of them dark. Except for the top layer, white was more gray then black, but still just as bleak.

Crying could now be heard very clearly, coving from the vicinity of the asteroid itself.

Next to a small sharp rock on the asteroid sat Bubbles, arms around her legs, crying hard in her misery. Her wails punctured the otherwise still air. With little light, every part of her body was some shade of gray.

A little further on, Blossom sat on a small mound. Although in a similar position to Bubbles', she made no sound. Her pupils were still pink, the rest of her body gray. For the first time, she really looked… sad.

And finally, Buttercup stood on the asteroid ground, looking at it in anger. Her arms and face trembled with fury, standing out against the floating distant rocks.

'That jerk,' fumed Buttercup. She kicked the surface, scattering space dust away from her in slow, moonwalk-like fashion. 'That big, fat, dumb jerk. He duped us.' Squeezing her hands together in anger, she flipped around to her two sisters. Whether she felt that they knew where she was coming from was anyone's guess. 'He planned it all along, and we fell for it.'

Breaking from her wailing streak for a short moment, Bubbles strained to speak. 'And now,' she said, in a drained, tear-filled whimper, 'everybody hates us even more!' Crying large, drawn-out wails, she lowered her head down in a slow fashion. It was as she moved her hand up to brush away her practically invisible tears that Bubbles heard more space dust being scattered in melodramatic fashion. Sniffling slightly, she opened her large, blue-pupil eyes, looking over in Buttercup's direction.

'Wha… What are you doing?' said Bubbles slowly and curiously. Buttercup was facing away, kneeling in the space dust. One arm after the other, Buttercup flung some of the space dust aside, digging her arms back in.

'What does – it look – like I'm doing?' replied Buttercup angrily, pausing every few words to scatter more space dust aside. 'I'm building a house!' Tossing aside the last of the space dust, Buttercup leaned back up gesturing wildly to the drifting asteroids of space. 'Because now,' she said finally, 'we have to live – here!'

'Live here?' asked Bubbles in a tiny whimper, a tad curious.

'Yeah,' said Buttercup, glancing behind her briefly, 'don't you see?' She gestured at large to the semi-circle of piled-up dust she had made. 'This can be the bedroom…'

Buttercup then pointed to the highest section of the dust pile. 'And this is my bed!' she finished explaining. She collapsed onto it headfirst, her arms folded as usual. Bubbles blinked a few times in mild confusion, while Buttercup didn't move from her position.

'That can be your bed over there,' added Buttercup, pointing her hand to a far away rock several yards from Bubbles.

Turning back around to her previous position, except with outstretched upper limbs, Bubbles started wailing, her eyes not visible as she cried, her head was thrown back that far. 'I don't want to sleep on a rock!' She wailed even more and more, not stopping.

As she continued to do so, and as Buttercup fumed quietly, and as the background asteroids drifted, Blossom sat still. However, she was now looking less sad and more angry then anything.

'Maybe,' began Blossom, just as Bubbles' last wails faded away into nothing, leaving her voice to be perfectly clear, 'if someone hadn't pushed Bubbles into the school…'

'Oh, look,' said Buttercup, turning around from her "bed", now glaring at a different sister, her attention redirected away from her silent fume, 'she speaks.'

As Blossom sat still on her small rock, a shadow approached her own, stopping a mere foot away. Buttercup's feet were just about visible. 'Well, maybe, if someone hadn't insisted on walking home from school, so we could run into the biggest liar in the universe!' Buttercup threw her head forward, making her opinion of who was to blame crystal clear.

In retaliation, Blossom stood up, facing Buttercup with wide hips, as the black-haired girl got closer. 'We weren't allowed to use our powers, and you know it!'

'Oh, look,' said Buttercup, in a similar tone to before. As she spoke, Bubbles looked on sadly, at a complete loss for words. 'It's Miss Goody-Goody…'

'What was I supposed to do?' said Blossom throwing her arms wide. Bubbles turned from Blossom to Buttercup and back again, the latter sister rolling her eyes. 'We weren't going to get people to stop hating us by breaking rules!'

'Oh, yeah,' said Buttercup dryly, hands on hips herself, 'and using our superpowers to make a "Help-The-Town-And-Make-It-A-Better-Place-Machine… " Having used a serious mocking tone, Buttercup reverted to her normal voice.

'Was following rules?!' Even from afar, her voice could be heard, no anger hidden at all.

'I didn't see you putting up a fight!' said Blossom angrily, reading herself in a crouched stance.

'Well you're gonna now,' said Buttercup back, reading herself in a similar stance. Without hesitating, she tacked Blossom.

'Rragh!' groaned Buttercup as they rolled around on the rock, fighting each other. Bubbles watched them do so, not moving much of all.

'If it weren't for you we wouldn't be in this stupid mess!' Blossom words came of the rolling tangle she was in as they rolled past Bubbles, who titled her head as they moved. Buttercup groaned, pushing the fight back the way they had came.

'Stupid!' said Blossom. As they rolled further away from Bubbles, she collapsed to her knees suddenly.

Bubbles wailed harder then ever, having no other response to the situation. Her crying only reflected the hopelessness of their situation.

'Aagh!' cried Buttercup as she landed in the dust, flat on the ground. She lay still for a moment flat on the ground.

'Would – you – get – off –' she moaned, struggling to press herself up, while Bubbles' crying faded yet again. Stopping, she thought briefly in uncontrolled anger. Buttercup then resorted to fling her arms in the dust continuously while yelling. However, this produced no effect at all. Blossom continued to maintain her position on Buttercup's back keeping her legs pinned down with her own, and Buttercup's head with a hand. She looked angry at her sister's outburst, as well as frustrated about the situation.

'I'm not fighting with you, Buttercup,' said Blossom, raising her hand as Buttercup finally ceased struggling.

'Yeah,' grunted Buttercup in quiet fury, fuming to herself yet again, 'because you know I'll kick your butt.'

'No,' said Blossom, standing up a few feet away from Buttercup, 'because I know you'll – oh, never mind!' She whipped around, her grey-looking hair swinging with her. Buttercup had pressed herself up by now, rubbing her sore chin. 'I'm not fighting with you.' Buttercup stopped, looking at Blossom out of the corner of her eye.

'And I'm not talking to you – ever!' Blossom screamed, whipping around again.

Buttercup stood up slowly black hair shielding her face from view. 'Well,' she said, 'prepare yourself for a long silence, girl.' Buttercup looked around again, just as Blossom walked back to her previous rock and sat down on it, her limbs folded in, closing off any conversation to either of her sisters. 'Because, we're going to spend the rest of our lives here, thanks to you.' Blossom had no response except to sit on the rock more tightly then she had previously.

'At least I got me a bed!' finished Buttercup, gesturing to her dust pile. Step by step, she walked over to it. Only when she was right beside it did she collapse onto the ground, back as she was before.

Away from Buttercup, Blossom was still glaring out of the corner of her eyes, same position as a few moments ago. She moved them back to a static, normal position slowly, looking at the dusty asteroid ground.

And then she moved them up, looking into deep space. Past all the asteroids, in the distance, shone Earth, a bright speck on a hopeless horizon. Where everyone she knew still was.

Particularly… a certain non-human.

Blossom's eyes wobbled with large, meaningful tears, sadness of the highest order in her face.

Before more tears came, she buried her face in her hands. She made not a sound.

Blossom remained alone on her little rock, isolated from everyone else on the asteroid. Her hair didn't move, even as the tiny asteroids did.

Far away, Buttercup was still crossed up against her dust mound, her face contorted in anger. Her eyes were closed, but she could not hide from herself that behind her eyelids were numerous droplets of water.

Still alone was Bubbles, her hands still in her face. Her crying continued, showing only her innocence at the big mistake they had made. She hadn't known, as her sisters hadn't known, that they had taken the wrong path. That they had screwed up even more then before.

That they had been used.

Suddenly, Bubbles stopped crying. Slowly, she raised her head from her wet arms, pausing a little. She didn't move at all, still looking rather sad. It was almost as if she was concentrating…

'Blossom?' Bubbles titled her head towards her sister.

'Buttercup?' She titled her head towards her other sister. Neither sister made any reaction, remaining as they were. However, they had clearly heard what their blond-haired normally bubbly sister had heard.

'Do you hear that?' said Bubbles.

– People were panicking, running everywhere across the street. Killa Drilla zoomed down the street on his drill machine, ecstatic at the chaos. The machine moved through the chaotic crowd that panicked to get out of the way of the rotating point –

'No,' responded Buttercup sourly, not moving otherwise.

'Blossom,' asked Bubbles timidly, turning towards her bow-wearing sister, 'what should we do?'

Blossom continued to hold her face in her hands, showing no other signs to movement. What she was thinking was anyone's guess at this moment.

– Rocko Socko yelled over and over, slamming his metal gloves on the street in continuous continuation. The people and monkeys running behind him bounced from the street every time he did so, along with the trees and the smaller buildings. Ojo Tango's Orango-Tank rolled down another street on its treadmills, shooting missiles out of its two cannons. They flew down and impacted a statue, setting it into an explosion as the people ran away in total panic –

'I bet,' began Buttercup lowering an arm down, 'Miss Goody-Goody will say we should take responsibility for our mistakes and go help everybody.' She swung her arm up again, her face still hidden.

Blossom raised her tear-coated hands from her face, looking up. She still looked sad. Yet she also… looked like she was thinking. Thinking about… what to do.

'It sounds like they're hurting,' said Bubbles slowly.

'Who cares!' yelled Buttercup. 'In fact Mega-Man's the hero, so let him handle it!.

Blossom continued to stare at Earth, although for a different reason this time.

– Hota Wota's tidal wave swept him through a crossroads, catching many people off guard in their running frenzy. A blond woman yelled as Cruncha Muncha approached her in mid-jump, falling down as he attacked her. Blah-Blah Blah-Blah's Tormato moved through a clearway, sucking off the building parts down to their framework –

'What do we do?' moaned Bubbles in desperation, grabbing her face out of nowhere.

'Nothing!' screamed Buttercup, throwing her arm up.

Blossom didn't move her eyes off of Earth, her anticipation levels rising by the microsecond. She looked to be thinking even harder…

– Wily and Mojo watched the devastation from the City Hall steps. People and monkeys running everywhere. Rocko Socko crushing a van. Baboon Kaboom's Baboon-Bot flinging Baboon-Butt Bombs everywhere. Ojo Tango's Orango-Tank moving by usage of its cannons, almost crushing people. The Go-Go Patrol, swinging around. Cha-Ching, Cha-Ching, clapping his cymbals repeatedly from a building. The Doot-Daa-Doot Daa-Doo-Doos, spitting everywhere as they flew. Blah-Blah Blah-Blah's Tormato, wreaking destruction off to the side. Mojo turned around, swinging his cape in his anger –

Bubbles had her hands over her eyes now, trying to block out the image of all the evil in Townsville.

– Mojo made his way towards the steps leading up to City Hall, swinging his arms as he went –

Buttercup had her hands clamped over her ears, sitting up, trying to block out the sounds of all the evil in Townsville.

– Mojo approached a figure lying on the ground at the top of the steps –

Blossom had her hands over her mouth, trying to prevent any of the evil in Townsville coming from her own mouth.

And Mega-Man was struggling was usual from the cries of help. Elect-Man is vaporizing in his path. Bomb-Man throwing his bombs at everything like a manic. Gut-Man throwing more boulders at the city. Shade-Man still creating more soundwaves at the city. Dive-Man sinking down the buildings. Aqua-Man dancing while everyone is slipping around the wet city. Air-Man folding his arms while he still has his tornado still active. Wily did nothing. The Professor tried to escape, but Wily turned around in time to see where Professor was going, but Wily had a face that said, There is no escape.

– Professor lay on the ground as still as ever, not reacting to the shadow approaching his front –

All three girls were clenched beside each other. Bubbles trying to see no evil, Blossom trying to speak no evil, and Buttercup trying to hear no evil.

– 'Help' chocked Professor, as a simian's white-gloved hand grabbed him roughly by the throat –

'Professor!' exclaimed all three girls, standing up in surprise.

Mega-Man woke up with a gasp from the sound of the Professor's cry from him. Mega-Man knew that now was not the time to wait for the Professor to get back to see him wake up in his eyes. Mega-Man has to do something, and fast.