Angelica's First Day of Training

"All right let's get started!" Roadblock shouted at the Misfits. They were all wearing simple green military pants and white T-shirts with black boots. Trinity and Spyder were the only ones not there. As well as Lina for obvious reasons. "Today we are going to focus on team work. Let's start with the basics. Obstacle course. No powers, just muscle!" He pointed to the tires and rope course. "Now move it out! Hustle!"

"I hate this!" Pietro whined. Due to several instances of him 'forgetting' not to use his powers, his arms and legs were weighed down, forcing him to move at a much slower pace.

"And I thought gym was a pain!" Angelica moaned as she climbed a large tire pyramid. Then one of the tires became loose. "Uh oh…WOAH!" She fell down and was covered by several tires.

"Angelica!" Roadblock shouted. Immediately the Misfits started to remove the tires. "Angelica? Angelica!"

"Girl are you okay?" Althea asked.

"O-kee dokie smokie…" Angelica replied in a warbled voice. "I think I'll take a nap now…" Then she fell unconscious.

The next thing she knew Lifeline was standing over her. "Take it easy girl, you got a nasty bump on the head. Other than that, you'll live."

"What happened?" Angelica sat up. "Ouch."

"You got into an argument with some tires and lost," Lifeline smirked.

"Oh…" Angelica slumped. "I really blew it didn't I?"

"Hey let's just say you're not exactly the first Misfit to blow her first training session," Lifeline gave her a friendly smile. "Of course you are the first one to be sent to the infirmary this fast."

"In other words I broke a record," Angelica moaned. She saw Lina in the next room through a clear plate glass. "What's she doing here?"

"We're running a few tests on her," Lifeline said. "Making sure she didn't get any infections from her cuts, see how her mutation is growing, that sort of thing. Plus Psyche-Out is going to be talking to her."

"Is Lina gonna be okay?" Angelica asked.

"It's going to take time," Lifeline told her. "She's literally rebuilding her self esteem and image from scratch. If you wanna talk to her, you can."

"Thanks," Angelica gingerly got up from the table and went into the next room. Lina was hooked up to a few machines. Cover Girl was with her. "Hey."

"Hi," Lina looked at her. "I feel like I'm in a horror movie."

"It's alive," Angelica smiled. "Sorry. Bad joke. Blame it on my head injury."

"I heard," Cover Girl smirked. "You two go talk. I'm going to stretch my legs." She got up and left.

"Feeling better?" Angelica sat down next to Lina.

"Not really," Lina sighed. "But not bad enough to kill myself. Cover Girl's really nice."

"Yeah she's not so bad," Angelica gingerly touched her head. "Unlike certain people who want to kill you with tire obstacles."

"I heard that," Roadblock walked in. "You okay girl?"

"Uh if by okay you mean alive and totally humiliated, yes sir," Angelica shrugged.

"All right then, why don't we try this again shall we?" Roadblock sighed. "We'll go to the dojo and teach you some basic defense moves. Simple stuff."

Twenty minutes later Angelica was wheeled back into the infirmary. She was unconscious. "Back again?" Lifeline looked at her. "What happened?"

"Well we were working on basic kicks," Roadblock sighed. "She was practicing with the punching bag and kicked it a little too hard."

"It kicked back," Wanda was with them as well. "Flung her half way across the room."

"Well there are no broken bones," Lifeline checked her out. Angelica opened her eyes and he checked her pupils. "Angelica? Can you hear me?"

"Barely over this ringing in my ears," She grumbled.

"She looks okay," Lifeline said. "Just a little bruised. Good thing you have a hard head."

"In other words just in time to get beaten up again by more team training," Angelica groaned.

"Uh Angelica," Roadblock said. "Something tells me you're not quite ready for the whole 'team' thing. Why don't you just sit this one out and observe the others?"

"Good I think I can handle that," Angelica sighed. She went back to the training field and watched from the sidelines. They were playing some kind of tag football.

"Okay who put a motor in the football?" Lance screamed as it whizzed by him. Angelica was trying very hard not to look at him.

"Hey there's no need to be embarrassed," Althea walked up to Angelica. "Lance didn't mean it you know."

"Embarrassed. I'm not embarrassed," Angelica covered over quickly. "I just feel like looking at the ground instead."

"And I thought Lance was in denial," Althea shook her head. "You know he's afraid to be in the same room with you now? Keeps babbling to Todd."

"Well he shouldn't," Angelica said. "What's done is done. Can't change that."

"INCOMING!" Todd shouted.

"What?" Angelica looked up and saw a fast football with smoke trailing behind it coming towards her. Before she knew it, it collided with her skull.

"She's down again!" Pietro's shouting was the last thing Angelica heard before she passed out.

She woke up once again in the infirmary. "I am really getting sick of this place," Angelica groaned. "Ow…Even my bruises have bruises."

"You keep this up you're going to beat Tripwire's record," Bree told her.

"Who?" Angelica asked.

"A Joe who's not exactly known for being light on his feet," Bree grinned.

"Lina she's spending more time in the infirmary than you are," Cover Girl remarked. Lina was with her as well.

"You weren't joking were you?" Lina blinked at her. "You can't do this on your own."

"It's official," Angelica groaned. "I hate my life!"