Animal Kingdom
Disclaimer: All familiar characters belong to Marvel or Sunbow Entertainment. I own Farrah/Persiana and Leon/Crisis. Red Witch owns the Misfits!
Chapter 4: On the Trail
At the East Coast Misfit Manor…
Althea Delgado, the daughter of Shipwreck and the Misfit leader Wavedancer, shook her head,
"You are an idiot, Dad. You know that?"
Shipwreck was being bandaged up in the infirmary by Lifeline. The sailor shook his head,
"Come on, Doc. How long is this going to take?"
Lifeline looked at his watch,
"Well, if you waited another ten minutes of getting pelted with hail stones, it would have set a new record for longest infirmary stay on base."
Wavedancer sighed,
"You're taking this news about Black Panther and Storm getting married not too well."
Shipwreck stood up, his head still being bandaged,
"You got that right! I don't care what Crisis says, and I don't care if Black Panther is heir to the throne of one of them most technically advanced countries in the world! What's wrong with being heir to the Shipwreck empire?!"
He winced slightly in pain as he raised his arms. Althea looked at him flatly,
"I can think of a whole list of reasons with what was wrong with that statement."
She then tapped her chin in thought,
"Though, you have to wonder what would be so bad about it. I personally can see the two of them hooking up."
Shipwreck laid back down on the bed, groaning,
"You're killing me here, Althea."
Just then, there was a loud crash and Beach Head, the drill sergeant, was running with his assault rifle down the hall,
"WHERE IS SERGEANT SNUGGLES?! HE'S BEEN KIDNAPPED!"
Althea and Shipwreck both looked at each other. Lifeline, who had gotten used to these sort of antics by now, did not look up from his work as he said,
"He really has to get rid of that bear."
Meanwhile, at the West Coast Avengers Compound…
Vision studied the situation the West Coast Avengers were in and surmised,
"It is possible someone created a device that alters brain patters in human beings."
Farrah blinked,
"But, why would someone build something like this if it was going to knock themselves out? And, how come I'm not affected?"
The phasing android shook his head,
"I do not know why someone would build it, but, to answer you second question; it is possible that, because your brain patterns are merged with that of a feline, you are not seemingly affected."
The white-haired cat-girl then touched her head and took a step back. She stumbled a little, only to have Lockjaw brace her for support. The feral acrobat shook her head and Vision asked,
"Are you all right, Persiana?"
Farrah nodded,
"Yeah, though you may want to reassess if it affects me or not. I just got a little light-headed for a minute."
She looked over at Lockjaw, who whined a little. Persiana smirked,
"Thanks, Lock. I guess we should be lucky that Mr. Williams and T'challa aren't here. I wouldn't know how they would be affected by this thing."
Vision began running a scan,
"Agreed. I have traced the source of the frequency. It is coming from the highest point in San Diego. It is a special radio frequency that is doing this."
Farrah shook her head,
"Whoever is doing this, I don't think you and I can handle it on our own."
Falcon began squawking and Lockjaw began barking. Vision said,
"It appears they wish to come along with us."
Persiana looked at the two animals and nodded,
"Sure."
She stood up from Lockjaw and began walking. Lockjaw stayed right near her and the lioness looked at him. She smirked,
"You know, something. You're not that bad a dog."
Lockjaw barked and, jumping up, delivered a wet lick on Farrah's face. She then wiped it off, disgusted,
"I really have to learn to keep my mouth shut."
Next Chapter:
Vision and Persiana, as well as Redwing and Lockjaw, find the Red Ghost and his Super Apes! Plus, will Beach Head find Sergeant Snuggles? Stay tuned!