GI Joe: The Movie, Evo-tized!
To Sparky Genocide: Well, Kyle's not exactly nuts. Think the story "Hotter than Hellion". And yep, Ol' Pyro loves Angelica! I got the idea from Red Witch's "Firestar's Day Off." I was thinking of doing a fic where Red Dragon goes back home to Boston for a day. I can imagine Angelica treating Pyro like Wanda treated Todd back when he had a crush on her. BTW, Heeeeeeeeere's Carmella! BTW, I'm confused. You said her name was Carmella, but according to the Unofficial Handbook of the Marvel Universe website, her name's Camilla. What's up with that?
To Red Witch: Well, here's what happens next! Enjoy! Have fun on your vacation! Read the last chapter of "Firestar's Day Off". Love it! Thanks for mentioning me! Come back fast!
To Wizard1: Yep, Longshot's in love! Well, in the original movie, Falcon abandoned his post to flirt with Jinx, but since Jinx is with Wolverine in the Misfitverse, I needed Falcon to flirt with someone else. I think Virus may be beyond help at this point. Thanks for reviewing! Enjoy this chapter! BTW, when's Chapter 4 of "Karaoke Dance Party" coming up? You said it'd be up after last weekend! You can't blame the East Coast Misfits for not wanting to talk about Draconis or the possibility of Kyle developing his own dark persona. He beat the living heck out of them when he first fully emerged! And he's still around, even though no one's seen hide nor hair of him lately. I really don't know what to do with him. I also think Jake secretly is hoping that Kyle isn't suffering the same way he did.
To Metal Dragon1: Enjoy the new chapter! BTW, when us Chapter 23 coming up? I want to read it! What do you have planned next? And I'll try to fit your suggestions in.
To descendent: Meet Omega here, buddy! Hope I did him well!
It's Profile Time Again! This time, we look at one of the stars of this story, the fantabulous Falcon!
Falcon
Real Name: Vincent R. Falcone
Grade: O-2 (1st Lieutenant)
Affiliation: Army
Primary Military Specialty: Infantry
Secondary Military Specialty: Medic
Birthplace: Fayetteville, North Carolina
Bio: For Falcon, the military is a family tradition. Falcon is a second-generation Green Beret, and his half-brother is GI Joe field commander Duke. He can speak French, Spanish, Swahili, and Arabic.
Before joining GI Joe, Falcon served briefly with the 5th Special Forces Group Airborne "Blue Light" counter-terrorist unit as the commanding officer of the "A" team. (His father served in the 10th)
One of the less disciplined members of GI Joe, Falcon's tendency to goof around has gotten him into trouble several times. Despite this glaring flaw, he is very competent at the job. He often gets into fights with Duke because they think differently on many things.
For unrevealed reasons, Duke and Falcon's mother made Duke promise to watch over Falcon, and Falcon often expresses his impatience with Duke for watching over him.
Chapter 12: Meet the Renegades!
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(Over the middle of nowhere)
A Joe plane flew over a desert. This desert contained the base of the Renegades, a group of loose cannons under the charge of a Joe drill sergeant codenamed Sergeant Slaughter. Thunderbolt and Falcon were on board, as were Wolfsbane, Avalanche, Cover Girl, and Shipwreck.
"Hey, how many Cobras does it take to screw in a lightbulb?" Kyle tried to joke. However, no one responded. Falcon tried to start a conversation with Cover Girl and Shipwreck, but no one responded. Avalanche and Wolfsbane avoided Kyle. They didn't talk to him. They also tried to avoid even looking at him if they could. "Lance, Rahne, as anyone told the two of you you're both major jerks?"
"At least we never tried to kill a teammate." Lance replied. "Now shut up, Thunderbolt!"
"Aye. Ye're already in deep enough hot water." Rahne added. Kyle sneered. He then smirked. If they only knew…
"Hey c'mon! I said I was sorry!" Falcon exclaimed. "I'm not a psychic, you know!"
"You don't need precognition to do guard duty, Falcon." Cover Girl glared. "And go apologize to Alpine, Gung-Ho, and Bazooka. They got badly hurt thanks to you."
"We're here." Wild Bill said. Kyle looked out the window.
"Where?"
"Renegade HQ." Lance said, opening the door. Kyle and Falcon blinked.
"Shouldn't we be landing?" Falcon wondered.
"And isn't this the middle of nowhere?" Kyle asked.
"Have a good trip! See you next fall!" Lance grabbed Kyle and threw him out the plane.
"And don't come back until ye get yer attitude fixed!" Rahne called.
"Your turn, Falcon!" Cover Girl and Shipwreck threw Falcon out! The two fell, screaming.
"Hang on!" Kyle powered up and grabbed Falcon. They hovered down to the ground and looked up at the plane as it flew away. "You jerks! I hope they throw you out of a plane someday!" Kyle yelled. "Man, Lina should be here."
"Where are we?" Falcon wondered. "We should stick together, Kyle." Thunderbolt nodded. "OW!!" His and Kyle's bags landed on top of him.
"Yeah, I HEY!!!" Kyle was shoved from behind and fell to the ground. "Oof! Hey!"
"Well, well, well. Kyle Wildfire. How's it going, old friend?" A voice with a Bronx accent snickered, the word "friend" dripping with sarcasm. Kyle turned over and looked up. His blue eyes widened when he recognized the voice.
"Carmella!" He yelped. He looked at a girl, around sixteen. She looked like a scrapper, with some muscle on her. Her olive skin indicated she had some Italian blood in her. She had long brown hair and a black diddy rag on her head. She was clad in an old black Survivor Series t-shirt with the sleeves ripped off, and a pair of black sunglasses hanging on the collar. She also had on black biker gloves, and black wristbands with the Italian flag on them. She also had on blue jeans held up by a black studded belt, and steel-toed black boots. "Carmella Unuscione. What are you doing here?"
"I'm gonna train your sorry self." She sneered, green eyes gleaming with the hope of breaking the youngest Wildfire. Like Kyle, Carmella came from a wrestling family. Her father was the legendary wrestler Angelo Unuscione, aka Unus the Untouchable. Unus and Kyle's father, Eric "Blazer" Wildfire, feuded in the WWE back in the 70s and 80s. Their legendary rivalry was considered the then-World Wrestling Federation's response to the NWA's legendary Ric Flair/Ricky "The Dragon" Steamboat feud. When Blazer and Unus wrestled at Wrestlemania I, the match was considered a classic, and it was said to a precursor to the match between Randy "Macho Man" Savage and Ricky "The Dragon" Steamboat at Wrestlemania III two years later. The rivalry passed on to Blazer's sons and Unus's daughter. When the Wildfires lived in New York for a while, Carmella took to bullying Kyle. She never was able to get one over on Jake, though. "How's your brother? Still hiding behind Jake?"
"Hide this!!!" Kyle fired a thunder blast. Carmella smirked. Her body became surrounded by a green energy field. The lightning attack bounced off the field. The field then formed a big hand and swatted Kyle to the ground. "Hey!"
"You're not the only mutant here, Kylie." Carmella laughed. "I can generate a forcefield that gives me superhuman strength and invulnerability." She flexed her bicep.
"Ha ha Hey!" He felt something slap him upside the head. He turned and noticed a boy a little over six feet in height. His long black hair hung loose around his head and slightly covered his green eyes. His ears and eyebrow were pierced. He had a handsome face and a bit devil-may-care in general aura. He was clad in a black trenchcoat with blue highlights that went down to his ankles. He also wore torn blue jeans, combat boots, and a black t-shirt that had "Do I look like a %&$#@% people person' on it. His hands were covered by blue biker gloves. Over the gloves, he had a pair of metal fingerless gauntlets with the Greek letter Omega on them in blue. His black-and-blue trenchcoat had a silver Omega symbol on the right breast and the back. A bone-like tentacle snaked out from under his trenchcoat sleeve before retracting itself.
"And this is my tag team partner." Carmella smirked. "Michael Nagrite from Miami, codename Omega. He's got those bone tentacles made from calcium. He also has great strength, hollow bones granting him great agility, and a healing factor." Omega nodded.
"Call me Mike. Carm and I like dealing with punks like you. Heard you beat up a medic."
"She was no medic, she was a stupid jabroni coward, now you'd better back up off the Thunderbolt, or else the Thunderbolt will slap the taste out of your mouth!" Kyle snapped at Mike. Omega laughed.
"I'm trained in bushido, shorty." Mike smirked. "Been doing it for years."
"Bushido this!" Kyle fired another thunder blast. Omega, with a smirk, flipped to the side, then nailed Kyle with a punch to the face. Kyle staggered back, then Carmella took the electrokinetic down with a Clothesline from Hell. The two high-fived.
"Yipe." Falcon gulped. Carmella and Mike turned to him.
"You want some, Lieutenant?" Carmella dared Falcon. "You can't handle me! I carry the blood of the great Unuscione family of wrestling! You are looking at the woman who will be looking at the first female WWE Champion!" Falcon blinked.
"Well, uhm…" He gulped. "I'll be rooting for ya, heh heh."
"Easy Carm." Omega put a hand on her shoulder. Even thouch Mike Nagrite loved to fight as much as Carmella Unuscione, he had a much cooler head than she did. The two were like opposites: Mike was calmer and more disciplined thanks to his bushido training, Carmella was hot-tempered and displayed the personality of a typical bully. "Let Mercer, Red Dog, and Taurus deal with him. Sarge said we handle Kyle Wildfire." Carmella grumbled and cursed in Italian.
"Well well well, lookit what we got here." A man with brown hair in a flattop in a red uniform shoved Falcon. Falcon noticed the uniform had the red Cobra insignia on a white circle. Over it was the black circle with a line through it like the "No Smoking" symbol.
"A deserter. We don't like deserters." A Samoan man said. He was clad in tight white football pants, and a red jersey with the sleeves ripped off. He carried a staff with two sacks of sand attached to the end.
"We also have a problem with those who beat up medics." Mike looked at a fallen Thunderbolt. Falcon found his nose dangerously close to a scimitar. The holder was a bald Eastern European man with a black moustache and beard.
"Mercer! Taurus! Red Dog! Omega! Unuscione! Stand down!" A voice barked. The five backed off Falcon, and Thunderbolt, who was getting to his feet. A muscular man clad in camo pants, black combat boots, and a black muscle shirt walked up to the group. He had a whistle around his neck, his short black hair was under a drill sergeant's hat, and his eyes were covered by mirrored Oakleys.
"Welcome to the Slaughterhouse, maggots!" He barked. "My name is Sergeant Slaughter! I see yout two have met my Renegades!" He pointed at the brown-haired man. "Mercer, an ex-Cobra Viper who has seen the light and defected." Mercer sneered at the Joe and West Coast Misfit. Sarge pointed at the bald Eastern European. "Taurus, a former circus performer with an enjoyment for fighting." Taurus crossed his arms. "And Red Dog, a former NFL player who got expelled for constant unnecessary roughness."
"I like to beat up people!" Red Dog grinned. He ripped the sand sack at the end of his staff open with his teeth, adding a snarl.
"And my two newest recruits." Sarge smirked. "Carmella Unuscione. Second generation in a wrestling family from New York City. She served time in juvi for accidentally killing a competitor with her powers. She is the Toughest Woman Alive, and she's got a mean streak ten miles long. She has the mutant power to generate a force field that gives her superhuman strength and invulnerability." Carmella used her forcefield to break open a boulder. She did it to show off, then she threw an obscene gesture at Kyle. The youngest Wildfire sneered. Sarge pointed at Mike. "And my final recruit, from Miami. Michael Nagrite, codename Omega."
"It's okay, Sarge. I already familiarized Kyle with my talents." Mike chuckled. Sarge nodded. He looked at Falcon and Kyle.
"These five were the worst of the worst. I took them and made them the best! These five are my perfect soldiers! And I am going to make you into perfect soldiers as well!" Sarge barked. "Renegades, time for the welcoming! We're going home. Falcon and Thunderbolt, you're walking." Carmella laughed.
"The base is 30 miles from here, Kylie." Carmella laughed. "We'll give you some water and a map, but you're on your own from there."
"Don't call me Kylie, you cow." Kyle growled. Omega chuckled.
"Well Kyle, now you're on the receiving end." Kyle laughed at Mike's statement.
"I can fly me and Falcon there." Kyle laughed.
"Good point." Sarge nodded. "Mercer, collar!" Mercer put a thin silver metal and plastic collar around Kyle's neck. "A little souvenir we picked up when we once raided a base of Magneto's." Carmella snarled at the mention of the Master of Magnetism.
Too bad he escaped before I got my hands on him. Carmella snarled. I will get Magneto, and I will break his neck. Thanks to him, my father is in prison for the rest of his life!
"That collar neutralizes mutant powers." Sarge explained. "We used it to help train Omega and Carmella. Now let the training begin!"
Hoo boy! Things are going to go really wrong for Falcon and Kyle, I just know it! What'll happen next? Can Flacon and Kyle survive? What is Cobra up to? What about everyone else? Find out in the next chapter! Suggestions needed badly!