In the center of Townsville park, inside his volcano-top observatory, Mojo Jojo woke up, and yawned. Standing sleepily out of his bed, he made his way to the bathroom, climbing into the shower. As he turned on the water, he punched a button on a computer console nearby, and said, "Begin recording. List of things to do today. Number one: eat breakfast. Nutritional supplement most important in the morning. Number two: read newspaper. Must keep up on current events. Number three: begin work on plans for Robo-Jojo mark-12. Remember to add class-9 lasers this time. Number four: go to supermarket..."

His speech was interrupted by a loud beeping sound in the other room. Peering out from the shower, he sighed in frustration. "To be continued..." he grunted, and punched the pause button. Throwing a towel around himself, he got out of the shower and headed off to the other room, grumbling, "Must remember to place alert systems on standby when taking showers..."

He peered at a computer console in the next room very closely. Once again, just like several dozen other times in the past few weeks, his instruments had picked up a strange phenomenon. He was determined to find the source of these disturbances and, if it can benefit him, how to control it. This latest set of data most intrigued him, since he began to see a pattern with the phenomenon.

"Let's see..." he muttered to himself, pulling up a map of Townsville on the screen and marking spots on it, "Disturbance one...date and time...coordinates...Disturbance two...date, time, coordinates....Disturbance three, et cetera, et cetera..."

As he marked them off on the map, he stepped back and examined his findings. "Hmm, they seem to be confined within a small area. Each disturbance is very close to the next. Therefore, they all have something in common...except for this one far outside the town, but that is the exception! The disturbances, being close to one another, must come from a common source."

He hit a few buttons, and the map zoomed in to the spot. All of the disturbances seemed to be centered on a single house...the Utonium household. Mojo narrowed his eyes, "Yess...what have you been up to, Professor Utonium? What have you been building now? I will just have to pay you a house call tonight to find out...so speaks Mojo Jojo!" He waved his arms in the air near the end of his speech. Then, clutching the towel around his waist, he turned and walked out of the room, muttering, "But first, I must complete my shower."

In the professor's lab, a vortex opened up. The professor and Buttercup emerged from it just before it sealed up behind them. Buttercup's arms were folded across her chest, and she huffed, "Man, that was boring!"

"Now, Buttercup," the professor explained, setting the Hyper Conduit Manifestation Device down on a table, "We can't expect all of these visits to be exciting. In fact, it is much more mathematically likely that they will not be."

"Yeah, but come on, already!" Buttercup waved her arms. "That place was dull! There wasn't any kind of action going on!"

"I have to disagree. I had the most stimulating conversations about quantum mechanics and..."

"Exactly! All they talk about is science stuff!"

"Well, in a culture where higher learning is the norm, you'd have to expect that."

Buttercup sighed in frustration, "Let's just forget about it...I'm glad to be back, finally." Both of them climbed up the stairway and left the lab. The professor paused and clicked off the lights just before stepping out.

Many hours passed, until it was nighttime. The house was now completely dark, as everyone had gone to sleep. But there was still movement. The door to the professor's lab swung open, and a shadowy figure crept stealthily in. He examined each table carefully, and finally hesitated at the table where the HCMD lay...scooping it up, he quickly retraced its steps out of the house, snickering.

Back at the observatory, Mojo slammed the door behind him, and held the HCMD up over his head, shouting, "Finally, I have it! I have stolen the device from the professor! It is now in my possession. The professor no longer owns it, as I have taken it from him! Now, to examine this device, being mine and not the professor's, to discover its primary function, that I may learn what it does!"

He walked over and set it down on the table, peering carefully at it, "Hmm...spatial tuning system...directional particle acceleration...if I didn't know better...yesss!" He double-checked his findings, and was convinced. "This device opens doorways to other dimensions! It creates portals into alternate realities!"

He thought about the possibilities, "Hmm...perhaps I can find a dimension where the PowerPuff Girls have been defeated--by me, of course--so that I can find out how I did it. Yes! This will finally spell the end of the PowerPuff Girls!" Tuning the device to a new dimension, he clicked the button.

Nothing happened.

He glanced at the screen quizzically. That's when he noticed the 'recharging' message. "Oh well. I will have to postpone my trip until tomorrow, then. Now, I will retire for some well-deserved sleep! Your days are numbered, PowerPuff Girls! Muahahahaha!"

The next day, the girls were doing a search throughout the Utonium household. Blossom looked behind a set of throw pillows on the couch, "It's not under here..."

Buttercup went through the cupboards in the kitchen, "Not in here."

Bubbles moved one of the pictures hanging on the wall, "It's not behind here!" Blossom and Buttercup stared at her, and she shrugged, "Well, it could have been."

The professor emerged from the lab, "I searched the lab, and I can't find it anywhere. I'm certain I left the HCMD sitting on the table. What could have happened to it?"

Blossom thought about it for a moment, then spotted something, "Professor, look..." She flew over to the door, and picked something up off the ground. It was a hair. "I think someone was here last night..."

The other girls gathered around to look at it. Buttercup remarked, "I know that hair...it looks just like one of Mojo's!"

"I think you're right!" Blossom agreed. "He must have stolen the device." She glanced at a clock on the wall, and gasped. "It's been twenty-four hours! Let's move, girls! We have to stop him before he tries to use it!"

At the observatory, Mojo was just finishing the final touches on the device, tuning it to a new location. "At last! The new location has been set, and I am ready to make my journey! Now, if I am correct about this, I only need to press this button here."

Pressing the button on the HCMD, a large spark of electricity leapt out from the device, opening a swirling vortex before him. "Yesss! It works! It works!" He took a few steps towards it.

The roof to his observatory suddenly crashed open. Mojo spun around to see what was going on, although he already knew all too well. As the dust cleared, he saw the PowerPuff Girls hovering in the hole they created.

"Not so fast..." Blossom began.

"...Mojo..." Buttercup continued.

"...Jojo!" Bubbles finished.

Mojo rolled his eyes, "Oh puh-leeze, girls! Can you not think of something new to say? Everytime it's always, 'Not so fast,' then 'Mojo', then 'Jojo'. One of your powers must be monotony."

Buttercup spotted the swirling vortex, which wasn't difficult, since it cast rays of light across the room. "We were right!" she exclaimed, pointing at it, "He did take the professor's device!"

"Aha! But you are too late, girls! For I am already using it! And I will return with new technology and resources that I will use to destroy you three once and for all!" With that, he jumped into the vortex.

"After him, girls!" Blossom shouted. They charged towards the vortex, but it sealed up just before they reached it. The three of them stared at the spot were it was a few moments before. Blossom shook her head, "Oh no...this is not good."

"What do we do now?" Bubbles asked.

"Wait until he comes back. That's all we can do." Buttercup said. They all waited silently, each of them imagining the horrible things that Mojo might bring back with him...

Mojo peered out from the vortex, and exclaimed, "I have made it! A new dimension, with new possibilities...and new ways to destroy the PowerPuff Girls!" He stepped completely out of the vortex.

Unfortunately, he stepped out into midair.

The observatory was completely gone; looming dangerously below him was the volcano that it once sat on. Mojo barely had time to notice his surroundings before the vortex sealed up behind him, and he fell like a stone. With a shout, he managed to catch hold of the volcano's rim.

Hanging there, above the lava, he asked aloud, "What? Where is my hideout? Curses...in the future, I must consider that things may not be exactly the same between dimensions, that even small changes can bring drastic consequences." He pulled himself up and dusted his suit off, then began climbing down the side of the volcano.

At the bottom, he looked back up and scratched his head, "Why did I not build my hideout here? Did I find a better place? A more suitable location from which to wage my war against the PowerPuff Girls?" He paused, and smiled slowly as another thought came to him. "No, even better...perhaps I live at Town Hall! The city could already be mine!" He started walking towards the center of Townsville, eager to meet his alter ego.

As he walked down the street, passerbies saw him, but instead of backing away in fear, they waved at him. Mojo rose an eyebrow quizzically, as he continued walking. Another citizen passed by him, and said, "Hello, Mojo Jojo! Top of the morning to ya!"

"Wha...uhh...good day to you, too?" he answered. The man smiled and kept walking. Mojo was now thoroughly confused. "They do not fear me?" he muttered. "Hmm, perhaps they have accepted my rule...or perhaps..."

He didn't have long to ponder over these thoughts, as an alarm rang from the bank across the street. A group of thugs, each carrying a large sack of money, burst out from the bank. Mojo watched as they began to run off down the street.

Then, suddenly, in a flash of light, three forms dashed into the area from the sky. The PowerPuff Girls, still the same as ever, now hovered above the street. Blossom shouted, "Give it up, criminals! We have you surrounded!"

Mojo yelped, and even though they weren't watching him, he ducked safely into an alley to watch. He muttered, "The girls are still around...then, they have not yet been defeated! This trip is not turning out as I had planned. What could have gone wrong? Why has my counterpart not yet defeated them?"

One of the thugs pulled a grenade from his jacket, and flung it towards the nearest building. With a loud explosion, the entire building began toppling over. Blossom shouted, "Quick! Catch it!" All three of the girls flew over and tried to slow the building's fall, but they were having a difficult time of it.

The thugs, in the meantime, ran the opposite way down the street, and it looked like they were going to get away, when suddenly a beam of purple energy shot out from the sky. The energy surrounded them, freezing them in place. Someone descended from out of the clouds slowly towards the street.

Mojo was shocked as the figure became visible. It was...Mojo Jojo! Strapped to his back was a jetpack, and in his arms was a large laser cannon, which was producing the purple energy beam that was holding the thugs in place. The alternate Mojo descended and landed on the street, while the girls propped the fallen building back up.

The girls flew over to alt-Mojo. Buttercup called out, "Way to go, Mojo! Couldn't have done it without you!"

"Of course!" alt-Mojo replied, "We're a team. I also commend you on the excellent save of that building."

Bubbles giggled, "Aw, it was nothing! Lets just take these bad guys to jail, ok?"

Alt-Mojo grinned, "Okie-dokie, girls!"

Mojo, from the alley, watched with absolute shock. "Wh--...This cannot be! I, Mojo Jojo, the greatest villain who ever lived, am helping those accursed girls? I am not destroying them, but rather, assisting them in fighting crime?" He slammed his fists on the alley wall, "No! How could this have happened?" He rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "Perhaps I need to investigate this matter further..." He slipped deeper into the alley, away from the street...

At the Utonium household, no one was home. Mojo had no difficulty in breaking in, just the same as he had before in his own dimension. As he entered the house, he noticed that, although most of it was the same, there were a few minor differences. The photographs hanging on the walls, which usually had pictures of the professor and the girls, now included himself in the picture. He also noticed that one of the side rooms, which had formerly been a den, now had a nameplate on the door: 'Mojo Jojo'. There was also an extra chair at the table in the kitchen.

"I must live here, with the girls," he muttered, "But why? I do not like the girls, and I do not think I ever would like them. The same can be said for them liking me." He spotted the door to the professor's lab, still in the same place. Opening this door, he continued down the steps.

The lab had a lot more equipment in it. Not just the professor's, but also a number of other devices. He examined these devices closely. "I know this style," he remarked. "Only a genius of my caliber would construct mechanisms using this technique, a true artist."

Something else suddenly caught his attention. A journal, sitting on the desk nearby. Flipping it open, he saw that it belonged to the professor. He turned back to the beginning and thumbed through some pages, reading carefully:

Mojo skipped forward a little bit. It happened a little differently in this world, he thought. I seem to have taken a stronger hand in things. He read on:

Mojo slammed the journal shut. His eyes narrowed, as he spoke, "Clearly, the Mojo Jojo of this world is not evil. He does the opposite, in fact, by following the path of good! He is not worthy of the name Mojo Jojo! As I cannot stand by and watch my name be soiled any further, I must do something about it!"

He pulled out the HCMD to check the time. Still twenty hours before he could return. He grinned, and thought, That should be plenty of time to put my plans into action...all I need to do is avoid contact with him or the girls for the next few hours while I...

The door to the lab opened behind him, and he spun around. Walking down the steps, neatly preventing him from executing his plan, were alt-Mojo and the Professor. They froze when they saw Mojo in their lab. The professor's pipe fell from his mouth, "What the..."

Alt-Mojo rubbed his eyes, and said, "My eyes must be playing tricks on me, Professor...I thought I saw myself across the room, when I am clearly over here and unable to be standing over there..."

Mojo sweated, "Uhhh well...I can explain..."

The professor spotted the HCMD in his hands and smiled, "There's no need to explain, Mojo Jojo. That must be the Hyper Conduit Manifestation Device you're holding, correct?"

Mojo looked down at the HCMD, "I...well, yes. Yes, it is."

"And that means you've traveled from another dimension, also correct?" the professor added.

Before he could answer, alt-Mojo crossed the lab to stare at him more closely. "This is incredible. You are like an exact duplicate of me, another Mojo Jojo. We are alike in every respect!"

Don't make me laugh, goodie-goodie, thought Mojo. But, as long as you believe this to be true, I will take advantage of it! "Oh, we are!" Mojo agreed. "It is like we are staring into a mirror, except without the obvious difference of reversed left and right sides."

"Right on!" alt-Mojo exclaimed, thrusting his fists into the air. "Maybe we can fight crime together while you are here!"

Mojo cringed a little, but then forced a smile, "Yes, perhaps we can..." He thought, Patience, Mojo! Just play it out...you'll have your opportunity to cause fear and panic soon enough. I have a new plan now, and this one is far better than the first plan! And seeing as the first plan was already a great plan, the second one must be unstoppable....

Mojo sat uneasily at the table in the kitchen. Across from him sat the professor and alt-Mojo, and the girls were also seated to one side. He felt uncomfortable sitting in such close proximity to his greatest enemies, but he managed to hide it the best he could.

The girls seemed excited to meet him. They were even more eager to learn about Mojo's dimension. Blossom asked, "So you're saying, the PowerPuff Girls exist in your dimension, too?"

"That's right."

Buttercup asked, "What are we like in your world?"

"Well, to be perfectly honest," Mojo lied, "I adore being around you girls! You three are such the perfect little angels!" He silently bit his lip. All this niceness was killing him.

Bubbles asked, "Everything's exactly the same?"

The professor rubbed his chin, "Hmm, that doesn't sound mathematically likely..."

Mojo said quickly, "Well, there are some differences. But they are minor, and not to be concerned with. They are of no consequence whatsoever, and as such should be of interest to no one."

All three girls asked at the same time, "Like what?"

Uh oh, think fast, Mojo thought. "Ahhh..hmm...well, you, Bubbles," he said, pointing, "are very smart in my world, almost as smart as the professor or myself."

Bubbles smiled, "Really?"

"Yes, yes," Mojo said hastily. He tried to hide an evil grin as another idea came to him. "And you, Buttercup...you are the leader of the PowerPuff Girls."

Buttercup grinned, "Wow! See, Professor? I told ya I'd make good leader material." Blossom just folded her arms and glared back at her.

During almost the whole conversation, Alt-Mojo had been silent. He seemed to be studying Mojo closely. Mojo sweated a little, thinking, Uh oh...am I clever enough to see through my own deception? Can I truly fool myself into thinking I am good instead of evil? And why am I just sitting there staring at myself? Why don't I say something? It's maddening...

Alt-Mojo suddenly spoke up, "Perhaps I can show my alter ego the rest of the city, Professor. I am sure he would be interested in seeing what else is different, correct?"

Mojo grinned sheepishly, "That's right!"

The professor said, "Well, all right, but you two be back before dinner, you got that?" Both Mojos nodded, and headed for the door. The professor laughed, "I just know those two will get along great."

The two Mojo Jojos walked down the street. Alt-Mojo was pointing out various sights about the town, and talking about this and that, but Mojo wasn't listening. He was glaring at alt-Mojo, focusing on his own thoughts instead. He is so much like me. How could he possibly have become good? I despise him, and everything he stands for, but right now I must use his ignorance against him...

Alt-Mojo had just finished talking, "...and it was constructed almost three years ago. So, what do you think?"

Mojo forced a smile, "Oh, of course. Very fascinating." His expression became serious once more. "Look, there is something I need to discuss with you, but we need to find a quiet place to have our conversation, as we would be unable to have such a talk with any kind of distraction."

"Well," alt-Mojo said, a bit surprised, "The alleyways are quiet, thanks to the combined efforts of myself and the girls to keep the streets crime free."

"I suppose it will do. Come on." Mojo led him into an alley, and after a brief glance around to make sure no one was watching, he said, "All right, Mojo Jojo. The urgent matter I wished to discuss is your alliance with the PowerPuff Girls."

"Alliance? What do you mean? We have always worked together."

"Yes, but hear me out, my naive little doppelganger. You are a genius, with far superior intelligence to anyone on the planet, is that correct?"

"Correct..."

"And one as intelligent as you deserves to rule the world, correct?"

"Now wait a..." alt-Mojo began.

Mojo interrupted him, "You're wasting your life helping those foolish girls out! Law and order? Goodness? Please! You are destined for much more than a life of mopping up criminals, a mere puppet of the girls."

"What do you mean?'

"Well, obviously they are using you. They care not for your goals, your dreams, they only want to utilize your skills for their own purposes." Mojo grinned evilly. "I know you have dreamed of true power before. You cannot deny it."

"I...well..." Alt-Mojo pondered for a moment. "I suppose...I've...thought about it..."

"Of course you have!" Mojo waved his hands in the air, "You should do more than think about it, my friend. Your genius deserves recognition. And what better way to gain recognition from all than to take over the world!"

Alt-Mojo was taken aback by his words, "I could never..."

"Couldn't you?" Mojo waited for a reply.

Alt-Mojo scratched his head. Then a look dawned on his face, "I could...in fact, it would be easy...after all, there is no one that matches my exceptional brilliance..."

"Yess! That's right..."

"I could...rule the world? Yes...I could rule the world!"

Mojo patted him on the back, "There is no time like the present. And you have the advantage, as the girls do not know of your new ambitions. Now, I have a plan..." As he told his plan, alt-Mojo listened carefully, and the first signs of an evil smile crossed his face...

The emergency hotline buzzed back at the Utonium residence. Blossom dashed over to the phone and picked it up, "Hello, Mayor? What's the trouble?"

"Girls!" the Mayor shouted at the other end of the line. "You've got to get downtown! There's a giant robot destroying Townsville!"

"We're on it, Mayor!" Blossom hung up the phone, and called out, "Trouble, girls! A giant robot's attacking the city!"

"A robot?" Buttercup frowned, "Who would have built a robot?"

"I don't know...maybe Princess Morebucks bought it. Maybe it's someone we haven't even seen yet. But we've got to stop it anyway! Let's move!"

The girls flew out of the house, towards the center of Townsville. Their target became visible as they neared City Hall. A giant, towering robot, with several tentacle-like claws, was flailing its arms around, smashing them against random buildings.

"Take out those arms first!" Blossom ordered. Bubbles and Buttercup each flew from a different direction, heading towards the spot where two of the tentacle-arms attached to the main body. Unfortunately, the tentacles coiled back around, smacking into each one of them before they could even get close. They were knocked down into the street below.

"Whoa!" Blossom exclaimed. "We could sure use Mojo's help on this one. Where could he be?"

"Right here, Blossom!" alt-Mojo descended from the sky, wearing his jetpack and carrying the immobilizer he used before. "Sorry I'm late, but I had to gather my equipment, as I would not have been any help to you at all without it."

"No problem, Mojo. Listen, that robot's going to destroy half the town unless we stop it."

"Ahh, yes," alt-Mojo said, examining the robot. "A brilliant design, if I may say so. Whoever built this must be a genius!"

Bubbles and Buttercup flew up from the street to join the two. Bubbles remarked, "Wherever it came from, it's strong."

Blossom nodded, "Yes, we have to be very careful during our next..." she trailed off. Something didn't seem right here. "Mojo, why did you bring the immobilizer? Wouldn't your laser cannon be more effective against that thing?"

Alt-Mojo waggled a finger, "Ah ah ah...don't worry about a thing, Blossom. As always, I have a plan, and the immobilizer plays a very important part in it."

The girls all looked back at the robot. Buttercup said, "Like what? I thought it only works on living things."

"It does," alt-Mojo agreed. As the girls' attentions were on the robot, alt-Mojo lifted the immobilizer and fired. A huge purple beam shot from the barrel, surrounding the girls. They were taken by surprise, and didn't even get the chance to struggle. They fell towards the ground, and alt-Mojo followed them down, keeping the beam on them. As they hit the ground, the giant robot stepped over, and picked up each one of them with a tentacle-arm.

Blossom struggled, "What's...going on? Mojo?"

Alt-Mojo lowered the cannon, now that the robot securely held the girls. He laughed, "Oh, I'm so sorry, girls. Where are my manners? Allow me to introduce my new partner...Mojo Jojo!"

The top dome of the robot slid open. Mojo emerged and bowed, "In person."

"You!" Buttercup exclaimed.

"That's right, girls!" Mojo said, swirling his cape behind him. "I have deceived you! I have pulled the wool over your eyes! In my dimension, I am not your ally...I am your greatest enemy! Your professor did not give me the dimensional travel device; I stole it from him so that I could come here and find a way to defeat you, which I have!"

Bubbles gasped, "No, that can't be! You're a good monkey, not a bad mokey..."

"That's what you think! I am one hundred percent evil! I have no room for good! But even your own Mojo Jojo is not good. He has helped me defeat you, so that he too can take over the world! Isn't that right, Mojo?"

Alt-Mojo hesitated, but then replied, "That's...that's right!"

"You see?" Mojo gloated, "Never could you hope to compete with Mojo's intellect times two! We are twice the evil, twice the superior brainpower! Where you had only half a chance before, it has been reduced to zero! Don't you feel sorry for trusting your ally? Too bad! If only you had the foresight to know his true intentions!"

Blossom glared at alt-Mojo, "How could you betray us? This is treachery!"

Alt-Mojo's eyes saddened slightly, a little doubt crossing his expression. "But...I only wanted to.."

"Silence!" Mojo shouted. "It is time." He hopped back into the robot, and lifted the girls into the air with the tentacle-arms. They struggled, but were unable to free themselves. "Now," he called out, "the PowerPuff Girls will be destroyed once and for all!" Energy traveled up along the tentacle arms to the end, where the girls were, electrifying them. All three of the girls screamed as the energy coursed through them.

Alt-Mojo watched this, in sudden shock. What am I doing? he thought. This is not who I am! I possess superior intelligence, but why must I use it for personal gain? No, I will not let the girls suffer from my mistake! They will not pay for my transgressions! I will not allow it!

With that, he raised the immobilizer, flicking a hidden switch that he had kept secret up until now. The front of the barrel folded back, converting it into a high-powered laser cannon. He gave a loud shout, almost a war cry, and opened fire...the beam cut through the base of each of the tentacle-arms, slicing them off. The girls dropped away to the ground, knocked cold.

"What?!" Mojo said incredulously. "What are you doing? You meddling fool! I almost had them!"

Alt-Mojo lowered the barrel, aiming it at the body of the robot, and called out, "You may think you know me, seeing as you are me, but you do not. If it weren't for the girls, I would not be the respected guardian of Townsville that I am today. They would not trust their lives to me as they would to any of the girls themselves. Your foolish ambition means nothing to me! I have respect, I have family, and I would not give it up for anything, even absolute power. It may have been tempting, but I have made my decision, and my answer is no!"

"Very well," Mojo said, narrowing his eyes, "You have made your choice. You have chosen the path you wish to take, and now you must live with it. You will not be given another opportunity to realize your true potential again, as I will soon be destroying you! Where it would normally pain me to destroy myself, you are not the true Mojo Jojo, and you never will be! Farewell, imposter!"

The robot rose up, standing tall. Weapons of all kinds started folding out of its sides...rocket launchers, lasers, blades, and an enormous shield. It tromped heavily towards alt-Mojo, who ignited his jetpack and flew up into the air. Then the two shot towards each other, battle-ready.

Alt-Mojo fired his laser cannon at the robot, but its shield swung between itself and the blast, harmlessly reflecting it. The robot opened fire back at him, but alt-Mojo deftly flew from side to side, avoiding the shots. He saw an opportunity, and shot a blast at a reflective window on the side of a building. The blast rebounded towards the back of the robot, but it saw it coming, and threw it's shield in the way at an angle, rebounding the blast back up towards Alt-Mojo, who ducked in the nick of time.

"Muahahaha!" Mojo cackled, from the controls of the robot. "You cannot outsmart me! We have equal intelligence! You are no smarter than I, and vice-versa! And since I am in command of the more powerful weapon, your defeat is imminent!" He launched two missiles at alt-Mojo, who fired his laser cannon, sweeping from left to right and destroying them both before they reached him.

He flew high above the robot and shot down at the street, carving a large circle around it out of the ground beneath. The robot leapt into the air just before the ground beneath it collapsed. It soared through the air towards alt-Mojo, blades slashing wildly. He could not back away in time, so instead, he charged, moving inside the cutting arc of the blade and landing on the top dome of the robot. He lowered the laser cannon and started carving a hole in the glass with the beam.

Mojo just grinned wickedly back at him, and punched a button on his console. The skin of the robot was suddenly electrified, and the blast knocked alt-Mojo away. The laser cannon fell from his hands and smashed onto the street below, but he managed to re-ignite his jetpack in the nick of time and pull up.

The robot landed on the ground, and Mojo called out, "Now you are harmless! You have been defeated! Your only option is to surrender, as any further fighting would be senseless, since there is no possible way now that you can defeat me."

Alt-Mojo gritted his teeth, and suddenly hit the boosters on his jetpack, flying full-speed towards the robot. This took Mojo by surprise, "What? You're charging? If sacrificing yourself is how you wish to meet your end, then so be it! What a senseless gesture." He raised the weapons, preparing to disintegrate alt-Mojo as soon as he reached him...

At the last instant, alt-Mojo unhooked the jetpack, falling away from it. The jetpack continued flying forward, faster now that it no longer carried his weight. Mojo was unprepared for this, and the jetpack smashed through the top dome of the robot, embedding itself in the control panel. It exploded violently with a loud *KABOOOOM*.

As the robot tottered in place, alt-Mojo fell towards the street below. With no more devices left to assist him, he clenched his eyes as the street rushed up towards him. So this is how I meet my end, he thought. Saving the city from my evil alter-ego. I would have it no other way...

Just before hitting the ground, a bright flash of light swept by. The girls, now recovered from the shock they had taken, had flown over and caught alt-Mojo at the last instant. He opened his eyes, and exclaimed, "Girls!" Behind them, the robot had finally toppled over.

Blossom smiled, landing on the street along with the rest of them, "We saw you fighting the other Mojo. I know he tricked you, but you really came through for us in the end!"

"Yeah!" Bubbles added, "You really saved the day!"

Alt-Mojo cast a glance down at his boots. "Perhaps that is true, but if it were not for my selfishness, this never would have happened. I hope you can forgive my actions, and the unthinkable things I almost did."

"We forgive you, Mojo." Buttercup replied. "Just don't do it again, ok?"

The four of them laughed. Over by the wreckage of the robot, Mojo slowly crawled out, pretty mangled up from the explosion, "Ughh...curses...." and passed out.

"Are you sure it's the right thing to do, Professor?"

They had gathered together at the house. The girls had tied Mojo up in a chair. The professor, in the meantime, had been adjusting the controls on the HCMD, which had finally finished recharging. He answered Blossom's question, "I think so. The Hyper Conduit Manifestation Device was stolen from the professor in his world, and I intend to return it to him."

Mojo glared over at alt-Mojo, standing nearby, and said, "The world would have been yours, you know. With the girls out of the way, you could have had everything."

Alt-Mojo answered, "I already have everything. This is all that I need. I feel sorry for you, my ignorant double, since you will never know the rewards of being allied with the forces of good, but instead only know the defeat of being allied with evil. You are no real Mojo; you are a lost Mojo. You have my pity."

The professor finally finished his adjustments on the HCMD, and hit the button, opening the vortex. He tucked the device into the ropes on Mojo's chair, and the girls lifted him up. "Have a nice trip, evil Mojo," the professor said. They tossed him through...

Back in the other dimension, the girls sat gloomily around the kitchen table. "I can't take it anymore," Buttercup exclaimed. "Mojo'll probably be back any minute from who-knows-where, bringing who-knows-what with him."

"I hope it's not a monster," Bubbles sighed, "We fight too many monsters already."

"Well, whatever it is, girls," Blossom reassured, "We can take care of it! We just have to keep our guard up. We don't know what we're going to be dealing with, but I know one thing: the coming battle won't be easy."

A flash of light suddenly filled the room, and they looked up with surprise. The vortex opened up, and suddenly, Mojo Jojo emerged, tied to a chair, the HCMD attached to the ropes. It closed up behind him. There was a stunned silence, as they stared at the helpless Mojo.

Buttercup grinned over at Blossom, "You were saying?"

Bubbles was confused, "What happened to you, Mojo?"

Mojo growled, "I don't want to talk about it. Just take back that infernal device; I never want to see it again, much less use it." He frowned, "And to think, I was actually thinking about staying there. What an error."

"Ok, girls, let's take him to jail." Blossom ordered. As Bubbles picked up the chair Mojo was in, Blossom took the HCMD out from the ropes. "You know what, girls? I'm actually glad he didn't decide to stay. Things would have gotten pretty dull around here."

"Nah, he wasn't gonna stay," Buttercup added, tugging his ropes a little tighter, "You might say he was bound to come back."

Mojo frowned, "Oh, shut up."