Brothers in Arms

Disclaimer: All familiar characters belong to Marvel or Hasbro. I own Farrah/Persiana and Leon/Crisis. L1701E owns his OCs. Red Witch owns the Misfits.

Chapter 7: Attack!

At the Xavier Mansion…

Jean Grey, the red-headed telekinetic and telepath, was humming one of Starchild's songs he had written for her. The young teen was smiling, thinking to herself,

Tonight's a big night. I'm really eager to try that new restaurant Paul recommended. I just hope Scott doesn't realize-.

Just then, she heard an irate scream. Looking out the window, she saw Forge running for his life, pleading,

"Scott, put that chain saw down!"
Scott Summers was cackling maniacally,

"YOU'RE DEAD, FORGE!"

"COME ON, IT'S NOT LIKE YOUR CAR IS IN A CHOP SHOP!!!"

"I'LL CHOP SHOP YOUR ASS WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU!!!"

Forge continued running for his life, screaming like a little girl. Jean groaned,

"What's going on out there?"

She then saw a drunken Beast, dressed in a fine tuxedo, drive what appeared to be Scott's car all over the lawn. What surprised her was that the car had machine guns pop out of the mirrors, and open fire. He then began performing donuts on the lawn and, after a few moments, fired a rocket launcher from the back seat into the mansion wall, and drove off.

Professor Xavier shook his head,

"I'm going to need more scotch, and a large check book."

Meanwhile…

War Machine, Persiana, Black Panther, Crisis, and Scarlet Witch were in the bottom prison level of the compound. Goliath grinned evilly,

"Come on. You guys really think you can keep me here? They're coming for me, you know."

Crisis glared,

"Who is?"

The giant villain scoffed,

"Like I'll ever tell you."

Farrah reared her claws,

"How about I chop you into cat food? I'll think that'll be mighty persuasive."

Goliath laughed,

"Nice try, kitty. I'm made of energy. You can't scratch me."

Black Panther looked at the readings,

"He is correct. We could not harm him."

Scarlet Witch suggested,

"He still feels pain."

Goliath winced,

"Oh, crap."

Farrah rubbed her hands, laughing evilly. She grinned,

"I've been meaning to try a few things out on that blonde Barbie bitch Carol. Let's see how they'll work on you, first."

Grabbing a scalpel, the lioness lunged for the cage. Goliath shrieked girlishly and took and tried to take cover, but the furry feline began laughing,

"Come on, you honestly thought I was going to slice you up with this?"

She tossed the scalpel aside and said,

"Leon, I want your sword."
Leon was stunned,

"What?"

Farrah looked at him,

"If this guy is invulnerable, I need something that'll cut him."

The red-eyed hero folded his arms,

"This sword was given to me as a present, Persiana. I don't think Black Panther would appreciate it if I were to just hand it out."

T'challa added,

"Besides, you are inexperienced with a sword."

Miss Marvel walked in,

"In addition to all the fleas that must be jumping all over you. You're going to infest my boyfriend with those icky, icky critters."

Persiana shouted,

"Oh, yeah, Barbie?! There's a reason why blondes are considered to be stupid; THEY ARE!"
Carol scoffed,

"At least blondes know how to have fun."

She turned and planted a passionate kiss on Crisis' lips. The kiss was short-lived as Persiana tackled the Air Force Brat, a cat-fight breaking out.

Goliath asked,

"Does this happen often?"

War Machine nodded,

"You have no idea."

The size changer looked at Crisis,

"So, tell me; how does if feel to be squished like a bug?"

Crisis adjusted his glasses, glaring,

"I want five minutes with this guy. I'll make him talk."

An alarm blared at that moment. The two female Avengers stopped fighting. War Machine ordered,

"Persiana, Black Panther; stay here. The rest of us go topside."

Goliath smirked,

"They're heeerreee."

Outside…

Grim Reaper ordered,

"ATTACK!"

Absorbing Man barreled into Hercules,

"Hey, kid. Supposedly, you're the god of Strength."

The teen grinned,

"Here, I'll prove it."

He slammed his mace hard into Absorbing Man, but the element changing villain grinned,

"Nice try, but I absorb the property of everything I touch."

Indeed he had, as Creel had turned into the same metal that Hercules' mace was composed of. Hercules groaned,

"Oh, crap."

He then was hit with a super strong fist from Absorbing Man, sending him flying into a tree.

Nekra and Black Talon began casting magic, and, in moments, a large number of undead were rising from the ground. Black Widow and Falcon both blinked, and the avian hero said,

"All right, from now on; I never doubt anything Leon says about his visions. When a guy in a chicken costume is summoning undead, he is not summoning undead chickens."

Black Talon heard the comment,

"It's not a chicken costume! It's a ceremonial bird outfit!"

Sam shouted,

"Oh, really? It looks like a chicken from here!"
Talon roared,

"Oh, yeah! And, what are you supposed to be; Peacock Man?"

The former gang member said,

"I'm the Falcon, and me and my buddy Redwing are gonna kick your ass!"

Nekra slapped Talon upside the head,

"Save it for later. We have a job to do."

Ultron and Vision noticed Miss Marvel and the others arriving. He said,

"We shall take the powerhouses. Secure the objective."

Man-Ape nodded and snuck by the other Avengers into the compound.

Pulsar shouted,

"AVENGERS, ASSEMBLE!!!"

Next Chapter:

The battle with the Lethal Legion continues…