Cobra Stops the World (NOT!)
Hey there, readers and Misfit fans alike! L1701E here and I got a brand new fic for you, starring the original Misfit team! This story is based on the classic GI Joe episode "Cobra Stops The World". Cobra has what may be the perfect plan to take over the world! Can our heroes, the world's most highly-trained (and most-insane) anti-terrorist military force codenamed GI Joe and their wards, the motley crew of teenage mutants, known as the Misfits, save the day? Find out here! Enjoy the story!
Disclaimer: All Characters belong to me, Red Witch, Marvel Comics, and Hasbro Entertainment. Anyway, here's your quote: "And all this creep needed was a little peek." - Jerry Orbach (RIP) as Det. Lenny Briscoe, Law and Order
Chapter 1: Mysterious Strike!
The Misfit Clubhouse, the Pit
In the Pit's Misfit Clubhouse, a couple members of the Misfits were enjoying the bright sunny day. Outside the clubhouse, Wanda Maximoff and Angelica Jones were sunning themselves on lounge chairs. Wanda, a dark-haired mutant with the ability to alter probabilities, was in a red one-piece swimsuit. Angelica was a red-head with the ability to generate intense heat, was wearing a yellow one-piece.
"This is the life." Wanda said.
"Yup." Angelica agreed.
"Wouldn't Pyro be bothering you right now?" Wanda asked. Pyro's real name was St. John Allerdyce, a nutty Australian blond mutant with the power of pyrokinesis. He was a former Acolyte who defected to the Misfits. He had a huge crush on Angelica. He was a nice guy despite his insanity, but he was very annoying sometimes, a fact not lost on Angelica. The redhead chuckled.
"I gave him something to keep him busy." Angelica chuckled with a smirk. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm getting back to my tan."
The Pit Motor Pool
"Oooh…" John Allerdyce sat cross-legged across from Cross-Country's beloved HAVOC. He was staring at his own reflection in the shiny freshly-polished hubcap. "Pretty…"
The Misfit Clubhouse
"You'd be surprised how easily distracted he is at times." Angelica said to Wanda.
"He always was like that. I need a drink." Wanda got up and walked inside. She saw a green-scaled kid with tan-blond hair in a ponytail dressed in a white t-shirt and jeans throwing shuriken at a dartboard. This was Xi, a genetic creation of Cobra that had the ability to make himself invisible and was made to be the perfect assassin. "Hi, Xi." Xi, turned around, revealing his green-scaled face was flat like a humans, and there were gold markings around his eyes.
"Hello Wanda." Xi smiled.
"Hey, Xi. What's up?"
"I am practicing with my shruiken." Xi replied with a smile.
"You know, there are places to practice using shuriken…" Wanda noted the projectiles in Xi's hand. They looked like thin black crayons with red tassels hanging from them. "Those aren't shuriken."
"Yes, these are. There are different types of shuriken." Xi explained. Wanda blinked.
"If you say so, Xi." Wanda walked to the fridge and pulled out a soda. She noticed Craig and Pietro walk in and make a beeline for the TV. "Hey Craig, Pietro."
"Hey Wanda." Both boys mumbled. Wanda's face formed an evil smirk.
"Craig, you said you'd come out and rub lotion on my back!" The hexcaster said in a sing-song voice. Craig's eyes widened and his cheeks reddened. Wanda walked out with a satisfied smirk on her face. Pietro glared at the ex-street gang member.
"Just what have you and my sister been up to?!" Pietro snapped.
"What are you insinuating?!" Craig glared back.
An oil rig out in the Pacific Ocean
In the middle of the Pacific Ocean, there was this oil rig. And a couple guys in hard hats were sitting on the edge of the rig, having lunch.
"So, how's the wife?" Rig Worker #1 asked Rig Worker #2, who was chomping on a sandwich.
"Ah, she's fine. I feel sorry for Johnson. Every time he comes home, he finds his wife drunk and passed out." Rig Worker #2 replied. He heard a noise. "Hey did you hear that?"
"Yeah, it sounded like a bunch of airplanes." Rig Worker #1 whipped his head around, trying to find the source of the noise. "It's getting louder. Whatever it is, it's getting closer."
"Yeah, and it sounds like a whole bunch of planes." Rig Worker #1 blinked as he noticed several dots in the sky. The dots grew bigger, and they became blue jets that looked like A-10 Warthogs. The blue jets were Cobra Rattlers. "Uh oh."
"What?"
"My cousin Bill, who worked on a rig near Texas, he said that he saw a bunch of blue airplanes a couple hours ago, and the planes blew the rig to smithereens!"
"Uh oh!" The Rig Workers jumped off the side, and so did the other workers as the Cobra Rattlers fired their tracers and missiles into the rig, blowing it right off the face of the Earth.
The Joe hangar, the Pit
"Okay, boys!" Lance Alvers grinned, wearing a poker dealer's visor to keep his brown bangs out of his face. Codename Avalanche, the brown mullet-wearing boy had the mutant power to manipulate the Earth. "And Ladies, let's play us some poker." Lance dealt out the cards to Althea, Fred, Lina, Paul, and Todd. Althea Delgado was the Misfits' leader, codename Wavedancer for her ability to manipulate water. Fred Dukes was a very large blond Mohawk-wearing teen codenamed Blob for his great strength and invulnerability. Paul Starr was known for dressing like an 80s metalhead and mostly in purple. He was codenamed Starchild for his powers of hypnosis and the ability to fire a purple laser from his right eye. Not to mention the purple five-pointed star birthmark over his right eye. Lina Chakram's was a half-African American, half-Indian mutant whose mutation made her look a little insect-like, hence her codename of Dragonfly. Todd Tolensky's mutation gave him toad-like characteristics and abilities, hence his codename of Toad.
"So how about it, Fred? You and Lina gonna go with Al and me to the restaurant tonight?" Todd asked.
"I know this nice little place." Paul grinned.
"Well, as soon as I get my image inducer fixed, I do plan to." Lina smiled.
"Yeah, sure. We could use some time here." Fred chuckled. The kids noticed General Hawk walk in, a stern look on his face, and his arms crossed. "Uh oh."
"It was Ace's idea!" Lance yelped. Hawk smirked.
"We'll talk about your punishment after you're mission." Hawk chuckled. He looked at Paul and Lina. "Starchild and Dragonfly, I expected better of you."
Well, well, well! Looks like our heroes have got themselves a mission! What insanity will happen next? Can our heroes figure out what Cobra wants? What does Cobra want? And can our heroes stop them? Find out in the next chapter! Suggestions needed badly!