Christmas Chaos!
To torque: Glad to her from you again! Torque is also a measurement of pressure. What's saporo? I don't really plan to have Mimic join the good guys right now. He won't be staying with the bad guys, either. In the comics, Mimic blackmailed the X-Men so he could join the team, but was kicked out of the X-Men due to his arrogance.
To Wizard1: Virus never gets a break, no matter how smart he is. As for Mimic talking, who knows.
To Red Witch: It may happen. It may happen. And who doesn't love watching Duncan and Kelly get carted off to the clink? (Duncan and Kelly: BUBBA!!! STAY BACK!!!)
To Aaron: I do want to bring Lila Cheney into the fold. Yep, Virus is definitely living up to his codename. His real name is Vincent James. He tells Scott this in "Hollywood Hijinks". I'm glad you like the idea of a West Coast Misfit team. I have a good idea of the roster already, but I just need an idea to bring it about. BTW, tell me about this character you want to be Pyro's girfriend.
To Sparky Genocide: Wow. That's some list. I can imagine a feud between Eric "Blazer" Wildfire and Unus, and the feud going to their kids. I can see the arrogant Unusciones battling Blazer and Red Dragon in the ring. As for the Vanisher, I dunno. Nice CC/Blob bit! Real funny! BTW, I got the idea for a West Coast Misfit team from the West Coast Avengers in the comics. I do have a good idea of the roster already.
Chapter 5: Traditions and Battles!
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
The gang tried to forget about the mysteriously short battle with the mysterious Mimic. As evidenced by the shouts and screams from the mansion, they were doing a great job.
"I HATE THAT STARCHILD!!!!!!!"
"OWWWWWWWCH!!!!!"
"WHO PULLED MY TAIL!?!?"
"WHERE'S THE SCOTCH?! OH GOD, I CAN'T FIND THE SCOTCH!!!!"
"HELP ME!!!"
"MOMMY!!!"
"RAZOR, DON'T BLAST HIM WITH YOUR GUITAR!!! I MEAN IT!!!!"
"CLINT, YOU JERK!!!!"
"PUPPY!!!!!"
"THOR!!!! OWWWW!!!! THAT HURTS!!!!"
"THOU SHALT NEVER DISRESPECT MJOLNIR!!!!"
"I'LL TEACH YOU TO MAKE FUN OF CANADA, YOU PUNK!!!!"
"LEAVE ME ALONE, YOU PSYCHO!!!!"
"WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"OH GOD, I NEED A DRINK!!!!" While the shouts and screams happened, accompanied by the drunken singing of Hank, Tony, and Sean, Ace was showing Jamie some pictures.
"And that's Alison and me in front of the Starlight, the old nightclub she and I saved." Ace pointed to a blond girl with a Farrah Fawcett-like hairdo, around 16, in the picture next to him. She was clad in a white t- shirt with a flower on it, blue bell-bottom jeans, a blue headband, and white wristbands. They both had big grins on their faces.
"Does she have a manager?" Jamie wondered. "If she wants to make it big, she should give me a call."
"I'll let her know next time I see her." Ace snickered. He showed another picture. It showed a Japanese 16-year-old boy with short black hair, clad in a red-and-white costume that had the rising sun on the chest, and an angry look on his face, as he tried to put his hand in front of the camera. His other arm cradled a weird-looking red half-mask that looked rather catlike. "That's Toshiro Yashida. In Japan, he's known as Sunfire, Japan's National Hero. According to him, there are other heroes there, but Sunfire was the first and most well-known. He gets very prickly around Americans. He don't hate other countries, he just thinks Japan's better than everybody else." Ace shrugged.
"Man, I can imagine him and Fox sharing Canada jokes." Jamie shook his head. "You have a picture of John Proudstar?"
"Yeah." Ace revealed another picture. This one was of a large, muscular 17- year-old Native American boy, with semi-long black hair, clad in blue jeans, a red flannel shirt, and cowboy boots. He wore a small chain with a bird pendant, a red headband, and traditional bracelet's around his wrist. The grinning Apache was holding a bow, a freshly killed rabbit, and he was standing in front of a mesa. "That's him. They call him Thunderbird because of his necklace. The guy is incredibly strong. He lifted my car and got it to a repair shop with his bare hands. I couldn't do that!" Ace gulped. "Luckily, he's not an angry fellow, although he does tend to charge into things."
"So those guys are the friends you met, huh?" Jamie noted. "Interesting. Good thing the guys aren't looking for any new recruits anytime soon."
"Yeah, they're too busy trying to blow each other up." Jamie quipped as an explosion and a scream was heard.
"HELP ME!!!!!" Someone screamed.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
(Virus's Lab)
"Alright!" Virus used a ray device to close up an incision on the side of Mimic's head. "An odd metallic skin indeed. Anyway Doctor, how do you feel about it?" Virus chuckled at the state of the poor doctor. Dr. Rankin stood obediently by the table, hypnotized by the headband Virus had placed around his head. "Yeah, that's what I thought." Virus held up a remote control device. "Time to go Toad-hunting."
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
(Shipwreck's House)
Wanda was in her room, with a menorah. She lit one candle on it and said a small blessing. Craig happened to notice as he passed by. He teleported back to the Pit to get a Metallica shirt Lance borrowed from him. He raised a thin black eyebrow in confusion.
"Odd Christmas ritual, Wanda." Craig noted.
"It's a Hanukkah tradition, Craig." Wanda said, getting up. "I don't celebrate Christmas. I'm Jewish. So is Pietro and Kitty." Craig scratched his head.
"I've never heard of Hanukkah." Craig said.
"It's a very old tradition." Wanda replied, picking up a dreidel. "Ever seen one of these?" Craig looked at the small top.
"I've seen them around, but I don't know what they're called." Craig examined the tiny toy.
"It's called a dreidel. Jewish kids play with them on Hanukkah. It's the only time of year we're allowed to play games of chance; to gamble." Wanda explained. She looked up at Craig. "You want to hear the story of Hanukkah?" Craig shrugged.
"I don't have to pick up my shirt right away, so why not?" Darkstar sat down with Wanda.
"Well, if I remember correctly, Hanukkah celebrates the rededication of the Temple of Jerusalem." Wanda remembered.
"Huh?" Craig wondered.
"Well, the Temple had to be rededicated because it was defiled by the King of Syria. Three years before, around the time of Christmas, the King, who had forbade Judaism, dedicated the Temple to the Greek God Zeus. Three years afterward, someone named Judas Maccabee recaptured Jerusalem. When he did, the Temple was purged and rededicated. The rededication ceremony lasted eight days." Wanda told the story. Craig nodded in understanding.
"That would explain why Hanukkah and Christmas are celebrated at the same time." Craig noticed. "What about that candleholder over there?" Craig pointed at the menorah.
"Well, the rededication ceremony lasted eight days." Wanda explained. "But only one day's worth of oil was found for the ceremony. However, that oil lasted miraculously for eight days. We celebrate this by lighting one candle on the menorah for each of the eight days."
"But there are nine candles." Craig noticed.
"We use the one in the center to light the others." Wanda told Craig. "Often, family is gathered for the holiday." Craig smirked.
"Your family would be too busy fighting to celebrate. Why isn't Pietro with you?" Wanda shrugged.
"Who knows where that goofball went to?" Wanda sighed. She heard her phone ring. "Hello? Oh God, you're kidding. Craig, listen!" Craig took the phone and listened.
"So let me get this straight, Pietro. Sean gave Tony and Hank Irish whiskey and now they're all prancing around in green. I see. They're happy leprechauns. Oh brother." Craig slammed down the phone. "The Mansion's full of morons."
"Yeah." Wanda agreed. "Want me to show you how to play with a dreidel?" Craig thought about it for a second.
"I am kinda curious." Craig admitted as he sat with Wanda.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
(Xavier Institute)
In the woods outside the Xavier Institute, one could find Toad meditating happily. He sat cross-legged on a clear part of the forest floor, letting his mind drift. He heard a rustling.
"Hello?" Todd opened his yellow eyes and looked around. "Althea?" Another rustle was heard. "Ha ha, Al." A louder rustling was heard. "Okay babe, this isn't really funny anymore." He backed into a bush, and then he heard a sound, like a tiny gleaming noise. A green-and-red blur leapt out of nowhere and knocked Todd backward. The Toad opened his eyes. "The Mimic!" The Mimic stood up to its full height. Its hair was a perfect imitation of Todd's. The orange part of its skin was now green, and its body was more toad-like. Todd noticed an odd gray device mounted on the Mimic's shoulder with a speaker on it.
"Hello, Toad." Virus's voice resonated from the speaker. Todd glared.
"Only you would interrupt a guy trying to become one with the universe." Todd glared.
"You've gotten in the way of the love between me and Althea for the last time!" Virus screamed. Todd laughed.
"Hey you know what they say, once you go frog, everyone else goes in the bog." Toad quipped. "I wouldn't know. I'm a toad." He revealed his fold-up staff from his pocket. Mimic cocked his head to the side slightly, then a staff appeared in his hand.
"A modification I made." Virus said proudly. "Mimic can also now copy any special weapons that his adversary uses, like Captain America's shield, or Kid Razor's guitar."
"Big deal." Todd shrugged. With a yell, he slashed at the Mimic with his staff, but the bio-droid blocked. "What?" Todd threw a couple more staff blows, but the Mimic was able to block them. "WHAT?!"
"You dumb Toad." Virus laughed. "Mimic copied your powers, but he also copied your weapon, and all your intelligence. He's able to do any move you can do, because he got all your moves." Mimic fired a kick, but Todd dodged and laid a kick on the Mimic's head. The Toad smirked.
"Can't improvise, huh?" Todd smirked. Mimic appeared to glare at the Misfit.
Here we go! The Mimic is back for a rematch! Can Todd beat the Toadified Mimic? What more insanity will happen? Find out in the next chapter!
To torque: Glad to her from you again! Torque is also a measurement of pressure. What's saporo? I don't really plan to have Mimic join the good guys right now. He won't be staying with the bad guys, either. In the comics, Mimic blackmailed the X-Men so he could join the team, but was kicked out of the X-Men due to his arrogance.
To Wizard1: Virus never gets a break, no matter how smart he is. As for Mimic talking, who knows.
To Red Witch: It may happen. It may happen. And who doesn't love watching Duncan and Kelly get carted off to the clink? (Duncan and Kelly: BUBBA!!! STAY BACK!!!)
To Aaron: I do want to bring Lila Cheney into the fold. Yep, Virus is definitely living up to his codename. His real name is Vincent James. He tells Scott this in "Hollywood Hijinks". I'm glad you like the idea of a West Coast Misfit team. I have a good idea of the roster already, but I just need an idea to bring it about. BTW, tell me about this character you want to be Pyro's girfriend.
To Sparky Genocide: Wow. That's some list. I can imagine a feud between Eric "Blazer" Wildfire and Unus, and the feud going to their kids. I can see the arrogant Unusciones battling Blazer and Red Dragon in the ring. As for the Vanisher, I dunno. Nice CC/Blob bit! Real funny! BTW, I got the idea for a West Coast Misfit team from the West Coast Avengers in the comics. I do have a good idea of the roster already.
Chapter 5: Traditions and Battles!
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
The gang tried to forget about the mysteriously short battle with the mysterious Mimic. As evidenced by the shouts and screams from the mansion, they were doing a great job.
"I HATE THAT STARCHILD!!!!!!!"
"OWWWWWWWCH!!!!!"
"WHO PULLED MY TAIL!?!?"
"WHERE'S THE SCOTCH?! OH GOD, I CAN'T FIND THE SCOTCH!!!!"
"HELP ME!!!"
"MOMMY!!!"
"RAZOR, DON'T BLAST HIM WITH YOUR GUITAR!!! I MEAN IT!!!!"
"CLINT, YOU JERK!!!!"
"PUPPY!!!!!"
"THOR!!!! OWWWW!!!! THAT HURTS!!!!"
"THOU SHALT NEVER DISRESPECT MJOLNIR!!!!"
"I'LL TEACH YOU TO MAKE FUN OF CANADA, YOU PUNK!!!!"
"LEAVE ME ALONE, YOU PSYCHO!!!!"
"WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"OH GOD, I NEED A DRINK!!!!" While the shouts and screams happened, accompanied by the drunken singing of Hank, Tony, and Sean, Ace was showing Jamie some pictures.
"And that's Alison and me in front of the Starlight, the old nightclub she and I saved." Ace pointed to a blond girl with a Farrah Fawcett-like hairdo, around 16, in the picture next to him. She was clad in a white t- shirt with a flower on it, blue bell-bottom jeans, a blue headband, and white wristbands. They both had big grins on their faces.
"Does she have a manager?" Jamie wondered. "If she wants to make it big, she should give me a call."
"I'll let her know next time I see her." Ace snickered. He showed another picture. It showed a Japanese 16-year-old boy with short black hair, clad in a red-and-white costume that had the rising sun on the chest, and an angry look on his face, as he tried to put his hand in front of the camera. His other arm cradled a weird-looking red half-mask that looked rather catlike. "That's Toshiro Yashida. In Japan, he's known as Sunfire, Japan's National Hero. According to him, there are other heroes there, but Sunfire was the first and most well-known. He gets very prickly around Americans. He don't hate other countries, he just thinks Japan's better than everybody else." Ace shrugged.
"Man, I can imagine him and Fox sharing Canada jokes." Jamie shook his head. "You have a picture of John Proudstar?"
"Yeah." Ace revealed another picture. This one was of a large, muscular 17- year-old Native American boy, with semi-long black hair, clad in blue jeans, a red flannel shirt, and cowboy boots. He wore a small chain with a bird pendant, a red headband, and traditional bracelet's around his wrist. The grinning Apache was holding a bow, a freshly killed rabbit, and he was standing in front of a mesa. "That's him. They call him Thunderbird because of his necklace. The guy is incredibly strong. He lifted my car and got it to a repair shop with his bare hands. I couldn't do that!" Ace gulped. "Luckily, he's not an angry fellow, although he does tend to charge into things."
"So those guys are the friends you met, huh?" Jamie noted. "Interesting. Good thing the guys aren't looking for any new recruits anytime soon."
"Yeah, they're too busy trying to blow each other up." Jamie quipped as an explosion and a scream was heard.
"HELP ME!!!!!" Someone screamed.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
(Virus's Lab)
"Alright!" Virus used a ray device to close up an incision on the side of Mimic's head. "An odd metallic skin indeed. Anyway Doctor, how do you feel about it?" Virus chuckled at the state of the poor doctor. Dr. Rankin stood obediently by the table, hypnotized by the headband Virus had placed around his head. "Yeah, that's what I thought." Virus held up a remote control device. "Time to go Toad-hunting."
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
(Shipwreck's House)
Wanda was in her room, with a menorah. She lit one candle on it and said a small blessing. Craig happened to notice as he passed by. He teleported back to the Pit to get a Metallica shirt Lance borrowed from him. He raised a thin black eyebrow in confusion.
"Odd Christmas ritual, Wanda." Craig noted.
"It's a Hanukkah tradition, Craig." Wanda said, getting up. "I don't celebrate Christmas. I'm Jewish. So is Pietro and Kitty." Craig scratched his head.
"I've never heard of Hanukkah." Craig said.
"It's a very old tradition." Wanda replied, picking up a dreidel. "Ever seen one of these?" Craig looked at the small top.
"I've seen them around, but I don't know what they're called." Craig examined the tiny toy.
"It's called a dreidel. Jewish kids play with them on Hanukkah. It's the only time of year we're allowed to play games of chance; to gamble." Wanda explained. She looked up at Craig. "You want to hear the story of Hanukkah?" Craig shrugged.
"I don't have to pick up my shirt right away, so why not?" Darkstar sat down with Wanda.
"Well, if I remember correctly, Hanukkah celebrates the rededication of the Temple of Jerusalem." Wanda remembered.
"Huh?" Craig wondered.
"Well, the Temple had to be rededicated because it was defiled by the King of Syria. Three years before, around the time of Christmas, the King, who had forbade Judaism, dedicated the Temple to the Greek God Zeus. Three years afterward, someone named Judas Maccabee recaptured Jerusalem. When he did, the Temple was purged and rededicated. The rededication ceremony lasted eight days." Wanda told the story. Craig nodded in understanding.
"That would explain why Hanukkah and Christmas are celebrated at the same time." Craig noticed. "What about that candleholder over there?" Craig pointed at the menorah.
"Well, the rededication ceremony lasted eight days." Wanda explained. "But only one day's worth of oil was found for the ceremony. However, that oil lasted miraculously for eight days. We celebrate this by lighting one candle on the menorah for each of the eight days."
"But there are nine candles." Craig noticed.
"We use the one in the center to light the others." Wanda told Craig. "Often, family is gathered for the holiday." Craig smirked.
"Your family would be too busy fighting to celebrate. Why isn't Pietro with you?" Wanda shrugged.
"Who knows where that goofball went to?" Wanda sighed. She heard her phone ring. "Hello? Oh God, you're kidding. Craig, listen!" Craig took the phone and listened.
"So let me get this straight, Pietro. Sean gave Tony and Hank Irish whiskey and now they're all prancing around in green. I see. They're happy leprechauns. Oh brother." Craig slammed down the phone. "The Mansion's full of morons."
"Yeah." Wanda agreed. "Want me to show you how to play with a dreidel?" Craig thought about it for a second.
"I am kinda curious." Craig admitted as he sat with Wanda.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
(Xavier Institute)
In the woods outside the Xavier Institute, one could find Toad meditating happily. He sat cross-legged on a clear part of the forest floor, letting his mind drift. He heard a rustling.
"Hello?" Todd opened his yellow eyes and looked around. "Althea?" Another rustle was heard. "Ha ha, Al." A louder rustling was heard. "Okay babe, this isn't really funny anymore." He backed into a bush, and then he heard a sound, like a tiny gleaming noise. A green-and-red blur leapt out of nowhere and knocked Todd backward. The Toad opened his eyes. "The Mimic!" The Mimic stood up to its full height. Its hair was a perfect imitation of Todd's. The orange part of its skin was now green, and its body was more toad-like. Todd noticed an odd gray device mounted on the Mimic's shoulder with a speaker on it.
"Hello, Toad." Virus's voice resonated from the speaker. Todd glared.
"Only you would interrupt a guy trying to become one with the universe." Todd glared.
"You've gotten in the way of the love between me and Althea for the last time!" Virus screamed. Todd laughed.
"Hey you know what they say, once you go frog, everyone else goes in the bog." Toad quipped. "I wouldn't know. I'm a toad." He revealed his fold-up staff from his pocket. Mimic cocked his head to the side slightly, then a staff appeared in his hand.
"A modification I made." Virus said proudly. "Mimic can also now copy any special weapons that his adversary uses, like Captain America's shield, or Kid Razor's guitar."
"Big deal." Todd shrugged. With a yell, he slashed at the Mimic with his staff, but the bio-droid blocked. "What?" Todd threw a couple more staff blows, but the Mimic was able to block them. "WHAT?!"
"You dumb Toad." Virus laughed. "Mimic copied your powers, but he also copied your weapon, and all your intelligence. He's able to do any move you can do, because he got all your moves." Mimic fired a kick, but Todd dodged and laid a kick on the Mimic's head. The Toad smirked.
"Can't improvise, huh?" Todd smirked. Mimic appeared to glare at the Misfit.
Here we go! The Mimic is back for a rematch! Can Todd beat the Toadified Mimic? What more insanity will happen? Find out in the next chapter!