The City of Townsville...
IS UNDER ATTACK BY INVADERS!
Buildings toppled and people fled for cover as a mechanized Irkan walker careened through the streets.
"Those damn cluster FOOLS!" A high pitched, almost hoarse voice sounded through the comm, making the ground tremble with the noise. "They will learn to respect the power of ZIM! Ahahahahahahahaha- GIR! DON'T TOUCH THAT!"
The machine of death buried its nose into a building with a quick jerk forward, getting stuck. It awkwardly twitched, like a beached whale trying to flop back into the water as a string of strange swear words spewed forth.
"Gir! Don't you dare! PICK UP THAT WRENCH! NO! THE OTHER ONE! Push that lever OR NO TACOS!
There was a whir of metal, and suddenly a piercing pink beam of light cause the other side of the building to swell like a pregnant pustule before it erupted, the beam cutting a large gash through the streets.
"UHHHWHAAAHAHAHAHAHA!"Oh no! What is ever to be done?! Where are the heroes?! Where are the Powerpuff girls?!
It was just the start of another year at Megaville Elementary. The students normally scheduled first class had been canceled for that day only, the body directed to the spacious auditorium.
Chatter filled the air as people met up with friends, summer stories were shared, happy in reunion until the principal called them to order, filling up the rows upon rows of seats arranged in front of an erected podium. The other teachers sat to either side of the principal, looking out over them with mixtures of distaste, curiosity and happiness.
The gym and history teacher, Jack, raised his hand to wave to a group of girls with a winning smile.
Sculpture and art was handled by the one and only Jonny Bravo with Tear Falith, the blonde man currently examining himself in a hand mirror and leaning back in his chair.
Ethics and and Philosophy was taught by Courage, with the aid of Grim to translate, as well as keep the class focused.
Science was, in fact, taught by Professor Utonium himself, having left Townsville for, lets face facts, the much higher pay given by the Megaville Labs. It was cushy enough, and the professor smart enough, that he had the spare time to educate. And keep an eye on his girls, of course.
They and the others looked up as the principal began to speak.
"Thank you very much," The Principal said, rearranging his cards and surveying the lot of them. He looked better after the summer break, less strain and worrying about kids with super powers putting the campus to ruin. He was bald with spectacles that flashed and obscured his eyes, a hard build body under his usual coat and tie. He couldn't be older than 35... And no one knew his real name. "Well, here we are at another school year. I hope you all had a good time over the summer?"
There was a low murmur of ascent.
"Good, because I hope you got it all out of your system. This year, as always, I will *not* tolerate any incidents like the end of last year's." He gave a meaningful look to Mr. Bravo.
"Ah dunno what you're talking about." Jonny whipped his hand up with a cracking sound. "She was the one hitting on me!"
"Regardless, we just finished reconstructing this gym. I encourage all students to keep their tempers in check and, if you find an adult behaving inappropriately to another teacher-"
"Ah didn't do it!" Jonny adjusted his sunglasses.
"- That you just report it." He gazed out at them with his deep black eyes, flat. "Now, you all have your schedules. Today you'll be grouped together according to your student ID numbers, which should be at the top left of your ID cards. These groups will, for you new students, be the ones who show you around. For today only, these should be your friends. Carry on."
The students were filed out and divided into seperate groups. Our heroes would meet here for the first time, under the roof of the gym, as the start of another year rolled forward...
((Yeah...uh...there's my crappy start for ya.))[/i]