Hotter than Hellion
To Aaron: Yup, I am a fan of the Police Academy, so I had to just pay a tribute (Kelly: Did you have to use THAT scene!?!?! I nearly suffocated in that horse!). What happened to Zabella, let's just say that the vamp girl's licking her wounds back home.
To RogueFanKC: Glad you liked "Halloween Hijinks!" There's a Red Witch fan list? Man, I wish I was that admired. Here's a new one for you!
To Red Witch: Yeah, Kelly never wins. Just the way we like it! (Kelly: L17, I abhor you) When will Kelly get it through his head that no one cares what he says.
Chapter 1: Plans and Spying!
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(Massachusetts Academy, Snow Valley, Massachusetts)
The sun shone in through the window of a room in the spacious mansion. It shone on a bed, occupied by a teenage boy. The boy had collar-length red hair with yellow at the temples. He snoozed peacefully until the sun shone in, making him wake up. His eyes opened, revealing them as brilliant blue. He rose slightly, revealing his old red HBK t-shirt, one of the many T- shirts he owned. This young man was born Jake Wildfire, but everyone knew him as Dragon because of his mutation. Jake could fly, and he could spit a stream of flames from his mouth, like the legendary creature he was named for. He turned to a nearby bed, and saw another boy around his age. The other boy had long orange hair with semi-long bangs. His hairstyle wasn't exactly a mullet, because the hair on the sides was long. The long part of his hair had white at the tips, like a fox's tail.
"Hey Jason, wake up man." Jake said to the orange-haired boy, his roommate. One could note that Jake's voice was laced with a Boston accent. The orange- haired kid was named Jason Fox, but everyone knew him as Foxfire. Jason awoke, his brown eyes focusing.
"Dang it dude, I was having an awesome dream again." Foxfire mumbled and muttered as he got up, clad in a white t-shirt and black sweatpants.
"Only in your dreams do you get Marie-Ange, Sharon, and Jenny to fall madly in love with you, Fox." Jake snickered as he got up, clad in his red HBK shirt and blue shorts. Jake, like everyone else, referred to Jason as Fox. Jason opened his drawer, and put on his favorite and trademark item, a pair of deep red Bret Hart-esque shades. He was rarely seen without them, whether he wore them over his eyes or on his forehead. He also pulled back his hair into a ponytail. Thanks to the two-color nature of his hair, Fox's ponytail looked like a fox tail. Emma Frost had to lecture him about wearing his shades on formal occasions a couple times. You see, Jake and Jason were members of the Hellions, a group of teenage mutants trained to serve the Hellfire Club. Jason was brought in by his father, a car tycoon and womanizer from Detroit. Jake's family engaged in a different profession: Jake came from a family of professional wrestlers, his father and grandfather were former world heavyweight champions. Jake and Jason were partnered as room-mates by Emma. Jason joined for "kicks and chicks", but Jake was recruited by Emma for more...unusual reasons. The two struck a fast friendship, considering their mutual love for wrestling. They even have dreams of going into wrestling together as a tag team. What made their friendship unbelievable was that the two had almost completely opposite personalities. Jake was a shy, quiet and kind person. Jason was a loudmouth, egomaniacal braggart who believed he was the World's Sexiest Man. He reminded Jake of Shawn Michaels, a wrestler that Foxfire had idolized his whole life. Jason was currently checking himself out in the mirror.
"Even first thing in the morning, I look incredibly fabulous. One look at me, and Tarot would be all over me like butter on toast." Fox grinned as he checked his chin to see if he needed to shave. Jake rolled his eyes.
"Please." Jake sighed. The two got ready for their day, then they walked to a lavish dining room. Dragon sighed, still in awe of the opulence. His family made plenty of money with wrestling, but they lived like an average family, never forgetting their roots. Fox was used to opulence. His old man was quite the businessman, but his true specialty was parties and women. All to stroke his notoriously large ego. Fox grinned when he saw a catlike girl with purple hair.
"Hello, Sharon..." Fox purred suavely. "Your dream man has arrived." The girl glared.
"Great." She said sarcastically. "Do us all a favor and jump off a cliff." Jake snickered, shyly waving hi. The other kids barely acknowledged him. Probably because he wasn't a snooty rich kid. One did acknowledge him.
"Hey, Dragon! C'mere!" A voice said cheerfully. It belonged to a boy around 16. He had wild collar-length brown hair with black tips and chocolate brown eyes. His body looked rather catlike. His fingernails formed claws, and his cheerful grin revealed fangs. He had an odd mark on his face: A blue 8-pointed star over his right eye. His clothes were odd as well: A Kiss t-shirt, with a shiny blue satin jacket over it. The sleeves were rolled up, revealing several bracelets on each wrist, and black fingerless gloves. His ears were decorated by a pair of wild earrings. His feet were on the table, revealing he wore blue Converse shoes, and a pair of acid- washed blue jeans, torn up at the knees, held up by a black studded leather belt, which had a shiny blue belt buckle with a silver 8-pointed star on it.
"Hey Ace." Jake smiled. He noticed that Monet St. Croix was sitting next to Ace, stroking his hair and staring at him rather seductively. Jake could help but smile. Ace Starr, aka Wildstar, was an LA-born feral mutant with the standard feral powers: Enhanced senses, agility, reflexes, and strength, but a personality and fashion sense that reflected his cousin Paul Stanley Starr, the Misfit known as Starchild. (Paul never met Ace, so neither he nor Craig have any idea that they have a cousin). He could charge up his claws with a blue energy, allowing him to fire energy blasts from his fingers like lasers, slash arcs of blue energy at opponents, or use the charge to increase his own claws' cutting power. He also possessed a healing factor. "I see Monet is happy to see you." Like his cousin, Wildstar was a master charmer.
"It's a gift." Ace grinned. "I can't help it. One look and the girls go wild over me." Jake laughed, as he remembered Catseye, M, Tarot, and Roulette's numerous catfights over Ace. And speaking of Roulette, she walked up to Jake. Jake was hurt by that fake name gag she and Tarot pulled on him back when the Hellions brawled with the Avengers.
"Ms. Frost wants to see you and Jason in her office." She said. Wildstar shot a suspicious look at Foxfire. Fox seethed. He hated Wildstar. It was jealousy. Fox believed that women dreamed of nothing but being with him, but Wildstar was a walking reality check for him.
"What does the White Queen think I did now?" Fox grumbled as he got up. "I did not put that glory-hole in the girls' bathroom!"
"Yeah you did. I detected your scent all over it." Ace grinned.
"Why would Ace lie to us?" Monet asked.
"Because he's jealous of my superior sexiness!" Fox snapped.
"Dude, calm down." Wildstar grinned.
"Yeah, Fox. How can Ace be jealous of you when the girls go all ga-ga over him?" Jake groaned as he got up. "What does Miss Frost want?" Roulette shrugged.
"Ask her." She said. The two wrestling fans walked down the hall to Emma's office. There was something scary about her when she was there, especially if you were in trouble. It was hard to lie to a telepath.
"Aw man, I hope we're not in trouble." Jake gulped nervously.
"Relax. She's probably come here to check me out." Foxfire grinned, although his knees were knocking together. The two boys received a mental summons.
{Come in, gentlemen} A woman's voice, laced with a Boston accent, summoned in their minds. The two entered her office. It was decorated very splendidly. Emma Frost herself sat behind a beautiful mahogany desk, clad in white, her color of choice. Jake and Jason nervously sat in front of the desk, but Fox tried to hide it under a mask of cool, with his smirk and glasses. Jake wasn't so lucky. Emma smirked when she saw them.
"Foxfire, I know about the glory-hole." She said simply.
"That was not me." Fox said.
"You're not helping my nerves, Fox." Jake whispered. Emma's hard face seemed to soften a little bit towards Jake. Maybe because he was a fellow Bostonian.
"I summoned you and your friend here for a reason." Emma said. "You have heard of the Misfits and the X-Men?"
"Who hasn't?" Fox laughed. "The Misfits are a wild bunch! But I haven't really heard of the X-Men." Jake only shrugged.
"Well, the Hellfire Club is concerned about the Misfits and the X-Men being...obstacles in our goals. I want to send you two out on a mission." Emma outlined the plan to Jake and Fox. Jake was reluctant to do his part, but Emma reminded him of why he was made a Hellion. Fox didn't care. He'd do the job, but he was secretly hoping to get some during the mission. What none of them realized was that someone was listening at the door. Wildstar listened outside the door, then quickly ran to the bathroom. There, he pulled a hidden device out of his pocket, put a headphone on his ear, and pushed a button on it.
"Hello? Yeah, this is Wildstar." Ace Starr said into it quietly. He listened to the voice on the other end. "Yeah." More listening. "Yeah, listen. Emma Frost is doing it." He listened with a grimace. "No, not like that! She's sending Dragon and Foxfire to infiltrate the X-Men and Misfits." More listening. "Yeah. I'll follow them, but I can't track 'em both." He listened some more. "Ok, I'll concentrate on the X-Men." He heard a knock. Beef's voice came through the door.
"Hey, who locked the door?! I need to go!"
"Keep your pants on Beef! I'm almost done!" Wildstar yelled. He then went back to his whispering. "Sorry, dude." He listened. "Yeah. I'll keep an eye out."
Why does Emma Frost want Dragon and Foxfire to infiltrate the X-Men and Misfits? Why did Emma Frost want Dragon as a Hellion? What'll happen if Wildstar meets his long-lost cousins? Who is Wildstar spying on the Hellions for? Find out in the next chapter! Suggestions badly needed!
To Aaron: Yup, I am a fan of the Police Academy, so I had to just pay a tribute (Kelly: Did you have to use THAT scene!?!?! I nearly suffocated in that horse!). What happened to Zabella, let's just say that the vamp girl's licking her wounds back home.
To RogueFanKC: Glad you liked "Halloween Hijinks!" There's a Red Witch fan list? Man, I wish I was that admired. Here's a new one for you!
To Red Witch: Yeah, Kelly never wins. Just the way we like it! (Kelly: L17, I abhor you) When will Kelly get it through his head that no one cares what he says.
Chapter 1: Plans and Spying!
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(Massachusetts Academy, Snow Valley, Massachusetts)
The sun shone in through the window of a room in the spacious mansion. It shone on a bed, occupied by a teenage boy. The boy had collar-length red hair with yellow at the temples. He snoozed peacefully until the sun shone in, making him wake up. His eyes opened, revealing them as brilliant blue. He rose slightly, revealing his old red HBK t-shirt, one of the many T- shirts he owned. This young man was born Jake Wildfire, but everyone knew him as Dragon because of his mutation. Jake could fly, and he could spit a stream of flames from his mouth, like the legendary creature he was named for. He turned to a nearby bed, and saw another boy around his age. The other boy had long orange hair with semi-long bangs. His hairstyle wasn't exactly a mullet, because the hair on the sides was long. The long part of his hair had white at the tips, like a fox's tail.
"Hey Jason, wake up man." Jake said to the orange-haired boy, his roommate. One could note that Jake's voice was laced with a Boston accent. The orange- haired kid was named Jason Fox, but everyone knew him as Foxfire. Jason awoke, his brown eyes focusing.
"Dang it dude, I was having an awesome dream again." Foxfire mumbled and muttered as he got up, clad in a white t-shirt and black sweatpants.
"Only in your dreams do you get Marie-Ange, Sharon, and Jenny to fall madly in love with you, Fox." Jake snickered as he got up, clad in his red HBK shirt and blue shorts. Jake, like everyone else, referred to Jason as Fox. Jason opened his drawer, and put on his favorite and trademark item, a pair of deep red Bret Hart-esque shades. He was rarely seen without them, whether he wore them over his eyes or on his forehead. He also pulled back his hair into a ponytail. Thanks to the two-color nature of his hair, Fox's ponytail looked like a fox tail. Emma Frost had to lecture him about wearing his shades on formal occasions a couple times. You see, Jake and Jason were members of the Hellions, a group of teenage mutants trained to serve the Hellfire Club. Jason was brought in by his father, a car tycoon and womanizer from Detroit. Jake's family engaged in a different profession: Jake came from a family of professional wrestlers, his father and grandfather were former world heavyweight champions. Jake and Jason were partnered as room-mates by Emma. Jason joined for "kicks and chicks", but Jake was recruited by Emma for more...unusual reasons. The two struck a fast friendship, considering their mutual love for wrestling. They even have dreams of going into wrestling together as a tag team. What made their friendship unbelievable was that the two had almost completely opposite personalities. Jake was a shy, quiet and kind person. Jason was a loudmouth, egomaniacal braggart who believed he was the World's Sexiest Man. He reminded Jake of Shawn Michaels, a wrestler that Foxfire had idolized his whole life. Jason was currently checking himself out in the mirror.
"Even first thing in the morning, I look incredibly fabulous. One look at me, and Tarot would be all over me like butter on toast." Fox grinned as he checked his chin to see if he needed to shave. Jake rolled his eyes.
"Please." Jake sighed. The two got ready for their day, then they walked to a lavish dining room. Dragon sighed, still in awe of the opulence. His family made plenty of money with wrestling, but they lived like an average family, never forgetting their roots. Fox was used to opulence. His old man was quite the businessman, but his true specialty was parties and women. All to stroke his notoriously large ego. Fox grinned when he saw a catlike girl with purple hair.
"Hello, Sharon..." Fox purred suavely. "Your dream man has arrived." The girl glared.
"Great." She said sarcastically. "Do us all a favor and jump off a cliff." Jake snickered, shyly waving hi. The other kids barely acknowledged him. Probably because he wasn't a snooty rich kid. One did acknowledge him.
"Hey, Dragon! C'mere!" A voice said cheerfully. It belonged to a boy around 16. He had wild collar-length brown hair with black tips and chocolate brown eyes. His body looked rather catlike. His fingernails formed claws, and his cheerful grin revealed fangs. He had an odd mark on his face: A blue 8-pointed star over his right eye. His clothes were odd as well: A Kiss t-shirt, with a shiny blue satin jacket over it. The sleeves were rolled up, revealing several bracelets on each wrist, and black fingerless gloves. His ears were decorated by a pair of wild earrings. His feet were on the table, revealing he wore blue Converse shoes, and a pair of acid- washed blue jeans, torn up at the knees, held up by a black studded leather belt, which had a shiny blue belt buckle with a silver 8-pointed star on it.
"Hey Ace." Jake smiled. He noticed that Monet St. Croix was sitting next to Ace, stroking his hair and staring at him rather seductively. Jake could help but smile. Ace Starr, aka Wildstar, was an LA-born feral mutant with the standard feral powers: Enhanced senses, agility, reflexes, and strength, but a personality and fashion sense that reflected his cousin Paul Stanley Starr, the Misfit known as Starchild. (Paul never met Ace, so neither he nor Craig have any idea that they have a cousin). He could charge up his claws with a blue energy, allowing him to fire energy blasts from his fingers like lasers, slash arcs of blue energy at opponents, or use the charge to increase his own claws' cutting power. He also possessed a healing factor. "I see Monet is happy to see you." Like his cousin, Wildstar was a master charmer.
"It's a gift." Ace grinned. "I can't help it. One look and the girls go wild over me." Jake laughed, as he remembered Catseye, M, Tarot, and Roulette's numerous catfights over Ace. And speaking of Roulette, she walked up to Jake. Jake was hurt by that fake name gag she and Tarot pulled on him back when the Hellions brawled with the Avengers.
"Ms. Frost wants to see you and Jason in her office." She said. Wildstar shot a suspicious look at Foxfire. Fox seethed. He hated Wildstar. It was jealousy. Fox believed that women dreamed of nothing but being with him, but Wildstar was a walking reality check for him.
"What does the White Queen think I did now?" Fox grumbled as he got up. "I did not put that glory-hole in the girls' bathroom!"
"Yeah you did. I detected your scent all over it." Ace grinned.
"Why would Ace lie to us?" Monet asked.
"Because he's jealous of my superior sexiness!" Fox snapped.
"Dude, calm down." Wildstar grinned.
"Yeah, Fox. How can Ace be jealous of you when the girls go all ga-ga over him?" Jake groaned as he got up. "What does Miss Frost want?" Roulette shrugged.
"Ask her." She said. The two wrestling fans walked down the hall to Emma's office. There was something scary about her when she was there, especially if you were in trouble. It was hard to lie to a telepath.
"Aw man, I hope we're not in trouble." Jake gulped nervously.
"Relax. She's probably come here to check me out." Foxfire grinned, although his knees were knocking together. The two boys received a mental summons.
{Come in, gentlemen} A woman's voice, laced with a Boston accent, summoned in their minds. The two entered her office. It was decorated very splendidly. Emma Frost herself sat behind a beautiful mahogany desk, clad in white, her color of choice. Jake and Jason nervously sat in front of the desk, but Fox tried to hide it under a mask of cool, with his smirk and glasses. Jake wasn't so lucky. Emma smirked when she saw them.
"Foxfire, I know about the glory-hole." She said simply.
"That was not me." Fox said.
"You're not helping my nerves, Fox." Jake whispered. Emma's hard face seemed to soften a little bit towards Jake. Maybe because he was a fellow Bostonian.
"I summoned you and your friend here for a reason." Emma said. "You have heard of the Misfits and the X-Men?"
"Who hasn't?" Fox laughed. "The Misfits are a wild bunch! But I haven't really heard of the X-Men." Jake only shrugged.
"Well, the Hellfire Club is concerned about the Misfits and the X-Men being...obstacles in our goals. I want to send you two out on a mission." Emma outlined the plan to Jake and Fox. Jake was reluctant to do his part, but Emma reminded him of why he was made a Hellion. Fox didn't care. He'd do the job, but he was secretly hoping to get some during the mission. What none of them realized was that someone was listening at the door. Wildstar listened outside the door, then quickly ran to the bathroom. There, he pulled a hidden device out of his pocket, put a headphone on his ear, and pushed a button on it.
"Hello? Yeah, this is Wildstar." Ace Starr said into it quietly. He listened to the voice on the other end. "Yeah." More listening. "Yeah, listen. Emma Frost is doing it." He listened with a grimace. "No, not like that! She's sending Dragon and Foxfire to infiltrate the X-Men and Misfits." More listening. "Yeah. I'll follow them, but I can't track 'em both." He listened some more. "Ok, I'll concentrate on the X-Men." He heard a knock. Beef's voice came through the door.
"Hey, who locked the door?! I need to go!"
"Keep your pants on Beef! I'm almost done!" Wildstar yelled. He then went back to his whispering. "Sorry, dude." He listened. "Yeah. I'll keep an eye out."
Why does Emma Frost want Dragon and Foxfire to infiltrate the X-Men and Misfits? Why did Emma Frost want Dragon as a Hellion? What'll happen if Wildstar meets his long-lost cousins? Who is Wildstar spying on the Hellions for? Find out in the next chapter! Suggestions badly needed!