Christmas Chaos!
To Sparky Genocide: Glad you liked the last chapter of "Thanksgiving Madness!" And thanks for the info on Billy. I do appreciate it. Sounds interesting. I may use him down the line.
To Dark Jaded Rose: Nice to meet you! Glad you like the story! If you ever want use any of my original characters, you have my permission. I have done lots of other stories. Check 'em out and review 'em!
To Red Witch: Oh, I think Moira and Sean are going to have a couple shots. I wonder how Banshee will react to the Scotsmen.
To JCKIDSMART: Nice ideas, but I think, and this is my opinion, they're a bit inappropriate for the times. Don't get me wrong, I like blowing up Kelly as much as anyone else, but a car bomb's a bit much.
To Wizard1: Yeah, I think poor Paul's charms are growing stronger. Yep, the Hellion girls still send Ace e-mail. His charms are powerful stuff! Here, I'll tell you what Wildstar's been up to since he left the Hellions! You won't believe where he's been and who he's met!
Chapter 2: Ace's Tales and Robot Errors!
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"So, you've been around, huh Ace?" Jean asked the feral Starr cousin after he pushed his car to the driveway.
"Thank goodness Trinity sprayed my car with that invulnerability stuff." Ace wiped his brow. "Yup. I've been to some crazy places and had some wild adventures. I went to Arizona and saw the mesas. Totally awesome. I met this Apache dude named John Proudstar. He's very strong. He and I fought a bear monster. Really cool guy. He wants to be a legendary warrior." Ace flicked a pair of Native American-style feather earrings on his ears. "He gave me these. I also once went to Japan." Xi overheard the conversation.
"I have been to Japan as well." Xi replied. "While there, I heard rumors of a mutant who got his powers from the sun. You know of him?"
"Know of him? I met him!" Ace laughed. "He's known as Sunfire. He's Japan's National Hero. He's a mutant, but some say he's a descendant of the sun god. The guy can fly and throw flames. He kinda dislikes me."
"Why?" Xi wondered.
"A) I'm an American. B) He owes me a favor. I helped him battle an evil cyber-ninja, despite the fact that he claimed he didn't need help. C) Japanese girls think I'm cute. They call me 'Cat-boy' over there. Sunfire's a big celebrity in Japan." Ace smiled. "He comes off as an arrogant jerk, but he's really okay. He just tends to let his mouth run, and he's a bit of a loner."
"Sounds like you met some interesting people, Ace." Xi nodded.
"That's not all." Ace smiled. "I met this totally hot chick named Alison in Los Angeles. She's a singer, like me, but she prefers dance. She performs under the name "Dazzler". She can do weird things with light. She and I saved an old nightclub from demolition. That was an awesome time. So I've had quite a few adventures since my days as a 'Hellion'." Ace grinned. "I also went to Boston. I love Boston. Beautiful city. Real historic." Jake overheard and ran to Ace.
"You went to Boston? Tell me, how's my brother Kyle? He's around 13, wild brown hair, hyperactive." Jake described.
"Oh, Thunderbolt's doing great!" Ace grinned. Jake looked completely puzzled.
"Thunderbolt?"
"Yeah, that's what he calls himself. It turns out he's a mutant too. He can generate electricity from his body, and let's just say anything Pyro can do with flames, Kyle can do with electricity. He can also use electrical fields to fly. The Hellions tried to recruit him."
"WHAT?!?!" Jake roared.
"Relax. Kyle scared 'em off." Ace laughed. "It was so cool! He told them to take their offer and shove it! They got mad, and they tried to fight 'im, but Kyle whooped 'em! HE WHOOPED 'EM!!! He actually turned Bevatron's own thunder blasts against him! It was great!" Ace hooted and laughed happily. "He trapped them all in an electrical bubble, and then he created this HUUUUUUUUUUUGE golf club, a 9 Iron or somethin' out of electricity! He smacked 'em and sent them flying into the Atlantic! It was like Pokemon or somethin'! 'Looks like the Hellions are blasting off agaaaaaaaaaaainnnnnnnn!!' DING!" Ace laughed really hard. Jake roared.
"Aw, darn it!" Jake yelled angrily. "I can't believe it! I can't believe that he'd do something so irresponsible and crazy! Wait a minute, yeah he would." Jake groaned. "The Hellions are definitely not going to let Kyle get away with that! They'll come after him!"
"Uh Jake, after what he did to the Hellions, I doubt they'll want to face your younger brother again." Xi surmised.
"I hope not. My brother rarely thinks before he acts." Jake sighed. "I remember always having to get him out of trouble when we were kids."
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(An office building, New York City).
In an average-looking boardroom, a group of business executives, as well as a couple generals, were sitting at a table. At the head stood a man dressed up like your average middle-aged scientist, with medium-length brown hair combed neatly.
"Gentlemen." The scientist said happily. "I, Dr. Ronald Rankin, have created the perfect worker." He pressed a button on a remote he carried, and the screen activated, showing a picture of what appeared to be a young man, around college-age, clad in a full-body costume. It was orange with red trunks and a big red 'M' on the chest. Any sign of humanity it did have was indicated by its hair, which matched the scientist's. The costume only uncovered a pair of glowing red eyes. "I found a way to create the perfect fusion of man and machine. This prototype was grown from my own DNA." Dr. Rankin said. "It's melding of organics and circuitry allows the fast thinking and abilities of a machine, while its organics allow it to have instincts and intuition. I have also imbued the cyborg, which I have called Mimic, with the ability of adaptability. If it gets near something, it has the ability to mimic it. For example." The screen played footage of Mimic approaching a tank. Mimic turned green, tank-style armor formed on its body, and a cannon appeared on its chest. It fired a shell from the cannon, destroying the tank. "If near a living being, it can mimic its intelligence, abilities, and talents." A gray-haired general raised his hand.
"How good are this Mimic's copying abilities?" The general asked.
"Unfortunately, the Mimic can only copy abilities when it is ten feet or closer to the target of its mimicry." Dr. Rankin sighed. "If a talent has safeguards, it doesn't copy those safeguards. Also, it cannot permanently retain powers it mimics. If the target of its mimicry moves out of its range, it loses the mimic."
"Then what use is it to us?" An executive said.
"I am hoping you will provide me more funding, so I can work on ways to overcome the weaknesses of the Mimic." Dr. Rankin replied. A ring came from his coat. "Excuse me." He left the room, and pulled out his cell phone. "Hello. What? MIMIC WAS STOLEN?!?! BY WHO?!?!?"
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"How is it that Wolfsbane and Theresa are madly in love with that Starchild even though they've never met?!" Scott snapped at Sean Cassidy. The Irishman chuckled as he took a sip of water from his cup.
"I took them that movie the Misfits starred in. 'Evil Space Chickens VI: The Chickens Return.' Lad, it was one funny movie. The lasses took one look at Starchild on the screen and hearts flew around their heads. I constantly hear the soundtrack from the movie blaring from their rooms." Banshee shrugged.
"I HATE THAT STARCHILD!!!!" Scott screamed.
"I think the boy's alright." Sean shrugged. "The lad can do a fine Irish accent."
"You should see his John Wayne." Xavier chuckled. He turned to Moira. "It's good to see you again, Moira."
"Aye, Charles." Moira nodded. "It's been too long."
"HE'S MINE!!!" A Scottish-accented voice screamed as Wolfsbane and Jean rolled by, brawling. Moira's jaw dropped. She then heard bagpipes.
"What the--?" She peeked into another room. The scientist laughed as she saw the sight. The Beast was dressed like a Scotsman, and he was doing a jig, playing the bagpipes. "I didn't know the Beast could play bagpipes. Xavier wheeled to her and looked at Hank McCoy.
"Aw great. Tony Stark sent him more Scottish whisky." Xavier sighed. Banshee laughed.
"I wonder what'd happen if you gave him Irish beer?" Sean laughed.
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(Virus's Lab)
"Yeah baby!" Virus sang gleefully, cartwheeling around a slab. On the slab was the Mimic cyborg. "This'll be the best weapon against those bloody Misfits yet! This robot should be able to copy mutant powers with my modifications. Thank you Doc Rankin." Virus examined the cyborg. Zanya, Leathersuit, and Zarana were with him.
"Humph. Robots are for wimps." Leathersuit snorted. "I prefer to make people FEEL!!! THE!!!! PAIIIIIINNNNN!!!!!!! With my bare hands." Leathersuit flexed his muscles.
"You OK?" Zanya asked a flexing Leathersuit. "You seem even more out of it than usual."
"PAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNN!"
"I don't get it." Zarana scratched her head.
"This Mimic thing is part-man, part-machine." Zanya explained. "It can mimic animals, people, and things. However, Mimic can only copy things that are near it. I guess Virus wants to use it to destroy Toad." The others noticed Virus was muttering about ways to kill Todd as he examined, poked and prodded.
Uh oh!! Looks like the gang can't even have a Christmas without worrying about a bad guy trying to destroy them!! What'll happen next? Can the gang beat the Mimic?! Find out in the next exciting chapter!! Suggestions needed badly!!
To Sparky Genocide: Glad you liked the last chapter of "Thanksgiving Madness!" And thanks for the info on Billy. I do appreciate it. Sounds interesting. I may use him down the line.
To Dark Jaded Rose: Nice to meet you! Glad you like the story! If you ever want use any of my original characters, you have my permission. I have done lots of other stories. Check 'em out and review 'em!
To Red Witch: Oh, I think Moira and Sean are going to have a couple shots. I wonder how Banshee will react to the Scotsmen.
To JCKIDSMART: Nice ideas, but I think, and this is my opinion, they're a bit inappropriate for the times. Don't get me wrong, I like blowing up Kelly as much as anyone else, but a car bomb's a bit much.
To Wizard1: Yeah, I think poor Paul's charms are growing stronger. Yep, the Hellion girls still send Ace e-mail. His charms are powerful stuff! Here, I'll tell you what Wildstar's been up to since he left the Hellions! You won't believe where he's been and who he's met!
Chapter 2: Ace's Tales and Robot Errors!
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"So, you've been around, huh Ace?" Jean asked the feral Starr cousin after he pushed his car to the driveway.
"Thank goodness Trinity sprayed my car with that invulnerability stuff." Ace wiped his brow. "Yup. I've been to some crazy places and had some wild adventures. I went to Arizona and saw the mesas. Totally awesome. I met this Apache dude named John Proudstar. He's very strong. He and I fought a bear monster. Really cool guy. He wants to be a legendary warrior." Ace flicked a pair of Native American-style feather earrings on his ears. "He gave me these. I also once went to Japan." Xi overheard the conversation.
"I have been to Japan as well." Xi replied. "While there, I heard rumors of a mutant who got his powers from the sun. You know of him?"
"Know of him? I met him!" Ace laughed. "He's known as Sunfire. He's Japan's National Hero. He's a mutant, but some say he's a descendant of the sun god. The guy can fly and throw flames. He kinda dislikes me."
"Why?" Xi wondered.
"A) I'm an American. B) He owes me a favor. I helped him battle an evil cyber-ninja, despite the fact that he claimed he didn't need help. C) Japanese girls think I'm cute. They call me 'Cat-boy' over there. Sunfire's a big celebrity in Japan." Ace smiled. "He comes off as an arrogant jerk, but he's really okay. He just tends to let his mouth run, and he's a bit of a loner."
"Sounds like you met some interesting people, Ace." Xi nodded.
"That's not all." Ace smiled. "I met this totally hot chick named Alison in Los Angeles. She's a singer, like me, but she prefers dance. She performs under the name "Dazzler". She can do weird things with light. She and I saved an old nightclub from demolition. That was an awesome time. So I've had quite a few adventures since my days as a 'Hellion'." Ace grinned. "I also went to Boston. I love Boston. Beautiful city. Real historic." Jake overheard and ran to Ace.
"You went to Boston? Tell me, how's my brother Kyle? He's around 13, wild brown hair, hyperactive." Jake described.
"Oh, Thunderbolt's doing great!" Ace grinned. Jake looked completely puzzled.
"Thunderbolt?"
"Yeah, that's what he calls himself. It turns out he's a mutant too. He can generate electricity from his body, and let's just say anything Pyro can do with flames, Kyle can do with electricity. He can also use electrical fields to fly. The Hellions tried to recruit him."
"WHAT?!?!" Jake roared.
"Relax. Kyle scared 'em off." Ace laughed. "It was so cool! He told them to take their offer and shove it! They got mad, and they tried to fight 'im, but Kyle whooped 'em! HE WHOOPED 'EM!!! He actually turned Bevatron's own thunder blasts against him! It was great!" Ace hooted and laughed happily. "He trapped them all in an electrical bubble, and then he created this HUUUUUUUUUUUGE golf club, a 9 Iron or somethin' out of electricity! He smacked 'em and sent them flying into the Atlantic! It was like Pokemon or somethin'! 'Looks like the Hellions are blasting off agaaaaaaaaaaainnnnnnnn!!' DING!" Ace laughed really hard. Jake roared.
"Aw, darn it!" Jake yelled angrily. "I can't believe it! I can't believe that he'd do something so irresponsible and crazy! Wait a minute, yeah he would." Jake groaned. "The Hellions are definitely not going to let Kyle get away with that! They'll come after him!"
"Uh Jake, after what he did to the Hellions, I doubt they'll want to face your younger brother again." Xi surmised.
"I hope not. My brother rarely thinks before he acts." Jake sighed. "I remember always having to get him out of trouble when we were kids."
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(An office building, New York City).
In an average-looking boardroom, a group of business executives, as well as a couple generals, were sitting at a table. At the head stood a man dressed up like your average middle-aged scientist, with medium-length brown hair combed neatly.
"Gentlemen." The scientist said happily. "I, Dr. Ronald Rankin, have created the perfect worker." He pressed a button on a remote he carried, and the screen activated, showing a picture of what appeared to be a young man, around college-age, clad in a full-body costume. It was orange with red trunks and a big red 'M' on the chest. Any sign of humanity it did have was indicated by its hair, which matched the scientist's. The costume only uncovered a pair of glowing red eyes. "I found a way to create the perfect fusion of man and machine. This prototype was grown from my own DNA." Dr. Rankin said. "It's melding of organics and circuitry allows the fast thinking and abilities of a machine, while its organics allow it to have instincts and intuition. I have also imbued the cyborg, which I have called Mimic, with the ability of adaptability. If it gets near something, it has the ability to mimic it. For example." The screen played footage of Mimic approaching a tank. Mimic turned green, tank-style armor formed on its body, and a cannon appeared on its chest. It fired a shell from the cannon, destroying the tank. "If near a living being, it can mimic its intelligence, abilities, and talents." A gray-haired general raised his hand.
"How good are this Mimic's copying abilities?" The general asked.
"Unfortunately, the Mimic can only copy abilities when it is ten feet or closer to the target of its mimicry." Dr. Rankin sighed. "If a talent has safeguards, it doesn't copy those safeguards. Also, it cannot permanently retain powers it mimics. If the target of its mimicry moves out of its range, it loses the mimic."
"Then what use is it to us?" An executive said.
"I am hoping you will provide me more funding, so I can work on ways to overcome the weaknesses of the Mimic." Dr. Rankin replied. A ring came from his coat. "Excuse me." He left the room, and pulled out his cell phone. "Hello. What? MIMIC WAS STOLEN?!?! BY WHO?!?!?"
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"How is it that Wolfsbane and Theresa are madly in love with that Starchild even though they've never met?!" Scott snapped at Sean Cassidy. The Irishman chuckled as he took a sip of water from his cup.
"I took them that movie the Misfits starred in. 'Evil Space Chickens VI: The Chickens Return.' Lad, it was one funny movie. The lasses took one look at Starchild on the screen and hearts flew around their heads. I constantly hear the soundtrack from the movie blaring from their rooms." Banshee shrugged.
"I HATE THAT STARCHILD!!!!" Scott screamed.
"I think the boy's alright." Sean shrugged. "The lad can do a fine Irish accent."
"You should see his John Wayne." Xavier chuckled. He turned to Moira. "It's good to see you again, Moira."
"Aye, Charles." Moira nodded. "It's been too long."
"HE'S MINE!!!" A Scottish-accented voice screamed as Wolfsbane and Jean rolled by, brawling. Moira's jaw dropped. She then heard bagpipes.
"What the--?" She peeked into another room. The scientist laughed as she saw the sight. The Beast was dressed like a Scotsman, and he was doing a jig, playing the bagpipes. "I didn't know the Beast could play bagpipes. Xavier wheeled to her and looked at Hank McCoy.
"Aw great. Tony Stark sent him more Scottish whisky." Xavier sighed. Banshee laughed.
"I wonder what'd happen if you gave him Irish beer?" Sean laughed.
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(Virus's Lab)
"Yeah baby!" Virus sang gleefully, cartwheeling around a slab. On the slab was the Mimic cyborg. "This'll be the best weapon against those bloody Misfits yet! This robot should be able to copy mutant powers with my modifications. Thank you Doc Rankin." Virus examined the cyborg. Zanya, Leathersuit, and Zarana were with him.
"Humph. Robots are for wimps." Leathersuit snorted. "I prefer to make people FEEL!!! THE!!!! PAIIIIIINNNNN!!!!!!! With my bare hands." Leathersuit flexed his muscles.
"You OK?" Zanya asked a flexing Leathersuit. "You seem even more out of it than usual."
"PAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNN!"
"I don't get it." Zarana scratched her head.
"This Mimic thing is part-man, part-machine." Zanya explained. "It can mimic animals, people, and things. However, Mimic can only copy things that are near it. I guess Virus wants to use it to destroy Toad." The others noticed Virus was muttering about ways to kill Todd as he examined, poked and prodded.
Uh oh!! Looks like the gang can't even have a Christmas without worrying about a bad guy trying to destroy them!! What'll happen next? Can the gang beat the Mimic?! Find out in the next exciting chapter!! Suggestions needed badly!!