All together now! I don't own any X-Men Evolution or GI Joe characters. Well this little mad fic was inspired by one of my other fics, 'Just Another Week in the Lives of Mutants'. If you've read it you know the horror is about to return. If you haven't go do so. Trust me, it will all make sense…somewhat.
An Avalanche of Avalanches
Chapter 1: So Much for a Reprieve:
"I can't believe it!" Scott smiled. "An entire week without Lance running around screwing things up!"
"You don't have to be so cheerful about it Scott," Kitty told him.
"I can," Peter grinned. "Who would have thought that Lance would have tried to take a tank on a joyride? Oh wait, everyone!"
"I wonder when they're going to let him out of solitary confinement?" Kitty sighed.
"If we're lucky never," Scott snickered.
"I'm going to call Toad and ask him," Kitty sighed as she went upstairs to her room. "At least he had the decency to act sad for me."
"Ohhh," Peter shook his head. "Even when he gets in trouble Avalanche still manages to get Kitty's attention!"
"Don't worry about it," Scott patted him on the back. "Hey at least you have a whole week without worrying about Avalanche trying to horn in on a date with you and Kitty."
"Yes," Peter smiled. "This will be a good week. Nothing is going to screw this up!"
However at that moment in Bayville Park something did happen. A strange purple vortex appeared and opened in a secluded area. Something fell out of the hole in time and space. And as the hole closed, the ground started to shake.
Not long after a certain group of football players just happened to be goofing off in the park. "Hey Duncan you throwing a party this weekend?" One of them asked.
"You got it!" Duncan smiled. "It's gonna be the biggest bash this town's ever seen! Hey throw the ball!"
"You got it!" Another one laughed. He threw it at Duncan who ran back to catch it. However he didn't look where he was going and he crashed into someone. "HEY WATCH IT!"
"Ow," A small boy lay on the ground. He had long brown hair and was wearing a black T-shirt and jeans.
"Watch where you're going you little squirt!" Duncan snapped.
"Who are you calling a little squirt?" The boy snapped as he stood up.
"Oh a little tough guy huh?" Duncan got up.
"Tougher than you!" The kid glared at him.
"Oooh! I'm so scared," Duncan laughed.
"You should be," The boy growled.
"Why don't you go home to your mommy?" Another player laughed as he shoved him.
"Why don't you buzz off!" The boy kicked him in the shin.
"OW!" The teenager hopped around on one foot while the others laughed. "That hurts!"
"What's a matter Blake?" Duncan teased. "Can't handle a little kid?"
"Hey is it me or does that kid look familiar?" One of the football players scratched his head. "He kind of reminds me of somebody."
"Ah you're imagining things," Duncan told him. He shoved the kid to the ground. "Hit the road squirt!"
At this the boy made a grunting sound and rolled his eyes. "Aw look the little baby's gonna cry," Duncan mocked. Then the ground started to shake. "What the…?"
The ground shook violently all around them. "Geeze that kid's a mutie!" Blake shouted.
"Now who's gonna run home crying to his mommy?" The boy stood up and stretched out his arm. He sent out a tremor that threw the football players into the air.
"RUN!" Duncan shouted. The other football players did just that. "Let's get out of here!"
"Yeah we can't beat that thing!" Another screamed as another wave of earth propelled him into the air.
Soon they were all gone. The boy was alone. He clutched his head in pain and looked around. No one was to be found.
"I want Kitty…" The little boy sniffed and went off to find her.
And so the madness begins. Again.