Siege on Space City

Disclaimer: All characters that are not mine belong to Marvel Comics, Hasbro, etc. And here's your quote: "Take that, 1950s society!" - Peter Griffin, Family Guy

Author's Note: Hey there, folks! L1701E here! I struggled to find a reason for a new fic, but I found inspiration in a DVD I purchased sometime back: The Super Powers Team: Galactic Guardians. One of the episodes inspired this story, so enjoy!

Chapter 1: Welcome to Space City!

In orbit over the Earth

A large space station hovered in orbit over the Earth. The station slowly turned around in its orbit. The station's appearance was gleaming white. It resembled four large spheres with glass top halves attached to a white version of a Starbase from Star Trek: The Next Generation.

In one room, there sat a man of Asian descent, who appeared to be at middle age. His short black hair was combed neatly, and he was wearing a white-and-green jumpsuit. He was sitting in a white hoverchair, similar to the one the GI Joe had given Charles Xavier. He was looking over some displays. On one of the screens, a young woman could be seen floating near the station out in space. Obviously, she was wearing a space suit to protect her from the rigors of the vacuum-like environment.

"Kimiko..." The man blinked at the young woman at the screen. "What are you doing out there?" The young woman smiled.

"Oh, hello father." She smiled warmly at the man. "I was just overseeing the robots that were working on Quad 3." The man chuckled.

"Daughter, I assure you. The robots do not need supervision. They are perfectly capable of doing the construction on their own."

"I know, father." The young woman, Kimiko, nodded. "But I do not mind. I enjoy spacewalking."

"You should come back inside." The man advised. "You know how I worry about you." Kimiko smiled.

"Father, you do not need to worry. I was trained to work out in space." She reassured. The old man smiled slightly.

"I know, daughter. But worrying is something a parent does. You will understand yourself once you have children of your own." The old man explained.

"You should come out and do some EVA with me, father." Kimiko suggested. "This view is amazing. Earth is so beautiful here from space." (1)

"To your young eyes, my dear." The man looked at a monitor that was focused on Earth. "To you, the Earth is a wonderous glistening gem. To me, though, it is nothing but a cesspool of chaos and disorder."

"Father, you are such a grump." Kimiko chuckled.

Malibu Base, Malibu, California

Malibu Base. The home of the Malibu Joes, an offshoot to the anti-terrorism force known as G.I. Joe. The base was also home to the Malibu Joes' young wards, the West Coast Misfits.

The West Coast Misfits were an offshoot team of the Misfits, a group of young mutants from various backgrounds. And several members were enjoying themselves by the pool.

Rahne Sinclair, a former X-Man, was standing on a diving board. The redhaired Scottish girl was codenamed Wolfsbane because her mutant power was essentially lycanthropy. She was wearing a blue one-piece.

"And Rahne Sinclair prepares for her dive. Hopefully, this'll finally get Scotland a gold medal."She grinned. The redhead bounced on the diving board, and then dove into the water with a Splash! A few seconds later, the head of a russet-furred wolf poked out of the water, and she started doggy paddling.

"Hey Rahne, don't do that." Theresa Rourke chided. "You'll get hair in the pool again." Irish-born, the blonde second-generation mutant, codenamed Siryn, had the power to manipulate sound, which often was in the form of a sonic scream. She was laying on a deck chair, dressed in a green two-piece. Her eyes were covered by a pair of sunglasses, and she was reading a book.

"Can't get enough of your love..." Ace Starr sang. Born in Los Angeles, Ace was codenamed Wildstar because of his mutation. A feral mutant, Ace's mutation reflected the lion, which inspired him to take the nickname "King of the Rock Beasts". Another nickname that fit the fun-loving retro-dressing feral was "Ace of Hearts" for his love of the ladies. He was sitting by the pool, strumming an acoustic guitar, singing an old song.

"Hey Ace, what is that ye're singing?" Rahne asked as she turned around and started to float, changing back into her human form.

"Bad Company, Wolfgirl Rahne." Ace chuckled.

"Who're Bad Company?" Theresa binked. Ace's jaw dropped.

"You're kidding me!" The feral yelped in shock. "Bad Company! An English supergroup! They were started in 1973 by Paul Rodgers and Simon Kirke from Free, Mick Ralphs from Mott the Hoople, and Boz Burrell of King Crimson! They were a blues rock band! Awesome group! You ever heard the song 'Feel Like Makin' Love'?"

"Aye." A blinking Theresa nodded. "On the radio yesterday."

"That's them!" Ace grinned.

"Oh." Theresa nodded in understanding. "I liked that guy's voice."

"Paul Rodgers." Ace nodded. "He's awesome. He's working with Queen now." Meanwhile, two more members of the West Coast Misfit team were enjoying themselves.

Terrell Mason was a Compton native blessed with superhuman speed and aerokinetic abilities. He was codenamed Velocity. Shiro Yoshida was a Japanese mutant with the powers of flight and plasma generation. A superhero in his native Japan, he was known as Sunfire. The two mutants were playing a handheld video game.

"Come on, Sunboy!" Terrell laughed. "You can't beat me in this game!"

"This game is not just simply about who is the faster, Terrell." The Japanese mutant told the speedster sagely. A smirk crossed his face. "It is also about who has a superior sense of strategy." A crash was heard from the game machine.

"Ooh Mama Mia!" A computerized voice yelled.

"AGH!" Terrell exclaimed as he just saw his chances of winning the video game race go up in digital smoke. "Dammit, Shiro!"

"And victory goes to me." Shiro smirked. "Shall we race again?"

"You know, now I'm beginning to understand why Kyle can't stand you." Terrell frowned.

"Kyle just cannot stand the fact that I am smarter than him." Shiro explained.

"Yeah, whatever." The Compton native grunted.

"Come on, ye two. It's just a silly game." Theresa chuckled.

"Hey, kids!" The Malibu Joe codenamed Jester grinned as he walked up to the kids.

"Hey Jester." The young mutants waved back.

"Jester! Thank you!" Ace sighed in gratitude. "I feel so alone! I'm the only one in this bunch who knows who Bad Company is!"

"Oh yeah, those guys are cool." Jester nodded. "Hey, have you seen my rubber chicken?"

"Ye have, like, twenty rubber chickens." Rahne remembered. "Why are ye so worried about this one chicken?"

"Because it's my lucky rubber chicken." Jester explained. "I did some of my best pranks with that lucky chicken by my side." An explosion was heard.

"AAAAAAGH! JESTER!" The voice of the Joe codenamed Hardcase screamed. "WHAT HAPPENED HERE?!"

"Ye pranked him again, didn't ye?" Theresa smirked knowingly, crossing her arms.

"And you lost your chicken, and you're trying to grab it so Hardcase can't prove you pranked his jeep. Again." Shiro realized.

"Uh, actually..." Jester smiled in embarassment, rubbing the back of his head. "I didn't. I've been busy today."

"Doing what? Actual work? That seems kind of out-of-character for you." Ace blinked. The dark-haired pilot chuckled.

"Actually Ace, I've been doing plenty of goofing off today." Jester reassured.

"Oh good. I thought you got replaced by a robot or something." Ace snickered.

"I've been trying to get something for Dial-Up." The pilot explained. "The guys have been trying to get her to take a vacation, and I figured she'd like this." He pulled out a couple tickets from his jacket.

"Tickets?" Terrell blinked.

"Yup." Jester nodded. "There's a comedy festival in Las Vegas. Three days of the best in up-and-coming stand-up."

"What makes ye think that Dial-Up will go for it?" Rahne inquired as she got out of the pool.

"Because laughter is the best medicine." Jester explained with a grin. "I guarantee you, Dial-Up will leave with a split side, a busted gut, and a grin so big, you'll need a plastic surgeon to remove it!"

"Oh, I'm sure she'll enjoy it." Shiro frowned.

"No offense Jester..." Rahne frowned. "I know ye mean well, but don't ye think that Dial-Up would rather do something else than go tae a comedy festival with ye?"

"Everyone likes to laugh, young pup." Jester told the redhead Scot sagely. "Even Dial-Up has a sense of humor."

"Oh, yeah." Ace agreed. "Dial-Up finds it hilarious when one of your pranks explodes in your face."

"Like that one bit ye tried with the pies." Theresa giggled. "It was so funny. Ye looked like a giant blueberry blob!"

"Gave Wipe-Out and Firestorm a good scare." Ace remembered with a snicker.

"I remember Firestorm running out with a flamethrower." Shiro noted.

"That's not funny, man!" Jester exclaimed. "I nearly got toasted alive!"

"Well, it didn't help him that you were groaning the whole time and waving your arms about." Terrell snickered.

"I couldn't see anything, and I could barely talk!" Jester wailed. "Come on! That's embarrassing!"

"Aye...but it is funny." Theresa smirked.

Well, well, well! Looks like our heroes on on the way to a new adventure! What insanity will happen next? What's with Space City? What do our heroes have to do with it? Find out in the next chapter! Suggestions needed badly!

(1) – EVA stands for Extra-Vehicular Activity. It's a fancy term for putting on a spacesuit and floating around.