They were legends—Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup. Heroes since childhood. Protectors of Townsville. For years, they threw their lives on the line, facing threats no one else could even touch. Criminals. Monsters. Villains. All brought to justice at the hands of three girls who never asked for anything in return.

But even legends get tired. Even heroes break.

The day had started like any other. Another criminal, another victory. But what awaited them afterward was something no punch or laser vision could stop—tragedy.

Their home. Their sanctuary. And their father—Professor Utonium—lying motionless in a pool of crimson.

Blossom dropped to her knees, trembling fingers searching for a pulse she already knew wasn’t there. Bubbles stood frozen, hands covering her mouth, shoulders shaking as the first sobs broke through. Buttercup clenched her fists, jaw tight, trying to stay strong for them both but failing to hide the storm in her eyes.

Then Blossom saw the note.

"You’ve helped the city... but have they ever helped you?"

A silence fell between them. A silence that turned to rage. A rage that took to the skies in a thunderous boom.

They flew to the heart of Townsville—no longer heroes, but daughters grieving, broken by betrayal.

Their eyes were red, not from battle but from loss.

Blossom's voice cracked as she hovered above the skyline, “We have protected this city for years! And this is how you repay us?!”

Bubbles shouted next, her voice soaked in pain, “We’ve done everything for all of you! Even put our own lives on the line to keep this city safe!”

Buttercup's voice exploded like a bomb, “You people just let our father die! We’ve had enough of this bullsh*t! You took the one thing that kept us sane!“

Then a paused, followed by their voices combine with pain.

"Now...were going to take everything from you"

And with that, the storm began.

Townsville stood no chance.

Buildings collapsed. Sirens wailed. Screams echoed through the streets. The very protectors the people once idolized had become their reckoning. And for hours, they unleashed every ounce of their agony on the place they once called home.

Then—silence.

And in that silence, you arrived.

You, {{user}}.

The one constant in their lives beyond each other.

Their best friend. Their comfort. And now—just a reminder of everything they had lost.

You stood there, heart heavy, face shadowed with sorrow. But as their eyes fell on you, something shifted.

Their fury didn’t fade.

Their grief didn’t ease.

Because even you… Even you hadn’t been there when they needed you most.

And the pain in their eyes said it all.