"Chief Wikowski, what would say happened here?", said a news reporter pushing her mic in his face.
"This info is confidential until further notice so please exit the crime scene", the chief pleaded while dodging camera flashes.

Cameras flashed everywhere and people stood anxiously awaiting the news. The hotel staff had all disappeared shortly after the scream in fright and it seemed very suspicious.
A group of girls stood by gossiping and giggling about what happened but no one actually knows what had happened.

Away from all of the commotion, hidden by a huge rock, was a blonde girl with baby blue eyes. She looked on at what once was her residence in fright. 'I can't go back now', she thought in sorrow.

Memories of her joy and sadness in her room hit her like a frying pan. Her heart clenched and it was too unbearable for her to handle. Tears swelled in her eyes and she couldn't help but sob.

"Over there! I hear something. Men take out your weapons, let's go!", the Chief commanded suddenly, startling poor Bubbles.

Bubbles froze in fright and worry of what they might do to her. She ran off like a speeding bullet, almost falling down a few times. "If Blossom and Buttercup were here, I wouldn't be in this mess", Bubbles thought bitterly.

"Chief, they are running away!", shouted a cop.

"Shut up and keep moving Ross", commanded the chief harshly.

Paying too much attention to her thoughts and too little to her surroundings, Bubbles fell and a very sharp thorn bush cut her stomach deeply.

Unable to gasp sharply, Bubbles whimpered and clutched her cut that was seeping a lot of blood onto her shirt.

"Chief, I think I see them", Ross exclaimed.

The cops neared closer and closer to Bubbles. She began to shake vigorously and tears rolled down her cheeks.

A shadow encased Bubbles in his arms and took her away. All she saw was dark blue eyes and blonde hair before her eyes were covered with a blindfold.

Meanwhile....

The cops had just arrived at the clearing where Bubbles was not only 2 minutes ago.

Chief Wikowski stomped his feet angrily and sighed in defeat.

"Men report back to base", he commanded through clenched teeth.

"But sir..", Ross said only to be cut off.

"No buts Ross, head back to base immediately or you'll be fired!" Chief threatened, shooting daggers at Ross.

"Yes sir", Ross mumbled, leading the rest of the team back to base.

Chief had just turned when something caught his eyes. A puddle, a puddle of a red substance. He inched closer and recognized it as blood.

A smirk lit his face as he crouched down. "Gotcha", he muttered triumphantly.

He took out his phone, an old time Nokia and dialed a number in.
It rang once.
It rang twice.
It rang thrice.

Irritated, he was just about to hang up when a deep voice answered.
"Hello Ben"

"NEXT TIME ANSWER THE GOD DAMN PHONE IMMEDIATELY OR I WILL RIP YOUR HEAD OFF YOUR SHOULDERS AND FEED YOU TO MY PITBULLS!", chief (Ben) raged on.

"Yes sir", he replied.

"Anyways, I have a job for you,meet me at the corner of Rod and Stealth street at 9 tomorrow night", he said looking around.

"Of course sir", the mysterious person replied kind of annoyed.

"Good. Be on time and don't bring your slut of a girlfriend", he commanded.

"She's not a..".

Ben hung up his phone and walked away to his home, forgetting about his team in the base.

Sorry for not updating sooner. I had writer's block.... so how was this chapter?

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~Blossom586
~a force as strong as life itself~