Meet the Warriors!

To Red Witch: I hope you come back soon from the vacation!

To Metal Dragon1: I hope it comes up quickly! What would happen if Quicksilver met Speedball? I guess that Quicksilver would be none to impressed with the Masked Marvel, that is until he gets blasted in the face by hot kinetic bubbles!

To X00001: Nice to meet you! If I need any more ideas for Joes, I'll e-mail you! Thanks for the E-Mail Address!

It's Profile Time Again! *Crowd hoots, hollers, cheers, claps, screams, and chants* This time, we look at a super-villainess who is a member of Kid Razor's rogues gallery, the one and only Iron Maiden!

Iron Maiden

Real Name: Janet Steele

Class: Mutant

Eyes: Brown

Hair: Black (Silver in organic steel form)

Powers: Like the X-Man Colossus, Iron Maiden has the ability to transform her body into organic steel. In this form, she has superhuman strength and durability. Unlike Colossus, Iron Maiden can mentally form simplistic organic steel structures from her hands, like blades and battering rams.

Bio: Janet Steele was born and raised in Cleveland, Ohio. She always dreamed of being a superhero. At puberty, her ability to sheath her body in organic steel emerged (Her simplistic morphing mutated later). Even though Cleveland's a mutant-tolerant city, a frightened Iron Maiden kept her powers secret. As an adult, she took a job as a secretary. When Kid Razor first appeared, she tracked him down and revealed her powers to him, hoping Razor would let her be a sidekick to him.

Razor laughed her off, saying he never needed help, and, in his own words: "You should join the X-Men. They could use a replacement for Colossus." Razor didn't realize that she tended to take comments about herself very personally.

She is a criminal, but she only commits crimes so she can fight Razor. She believes if she can beat him, Razor will give her some respect.

Chapter 4: Meet the Villain and some Love Trouble!

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(The Vault, a prison for super-powered people)

"Mother%$&%&$ New Warriors…" A gravelly voice grumbled in a cell. "I come to New York to get some $%&#@* components to build a machine to help me destroy Kid Razor, and the New Warriors send me here!" The voice belonged to a monster clad in a pair of tattered brown slacks and a lab coat. He appeared to be a combination of human and various reptiles. His long brown hair hung messily over his face. His eyes were yellow and reptilian. His skin was covered in sickly green scales. His face had a crocodile-like muzzle, ending in a tortoise-like beak. His fingers were tipped with claws. He also had a big tortoise-like shell on his back and an iguana-like tail, complete with poisonous spines. He was once a scientist and reptile expert named Dr. Gary Turnbull, but after a lab accident, he became the Kid Razor villain named Dr. Reptile. His human intelligence was intact, and his new body made him incredibly strong and durable. His iguana tail gave him poison spines and his crocodile jaws gave him a superhumanly strong bite.

"Hey, Reptile!" A voice called. The mutated doctor grumbled as he looked up. He saw in the cell across from him, the hi-tech villain known as Turbo Jet. Reptile snarled. He thought this little punk was below him. "You know what you are? You're just a rip-off of that Lizard thing I've heard about!"

"No one knows if the Lizard actually exists, pal!" Dr. Reptile snapped. "Besides, at least I don't need any fancy gadgets! Plus, I didn't get here thanks to some punk kid dressed in a red-and-blue spider costume that looks like it was designed by some old man in the sixties!"

"At least I didn't get here thanks to some kid whose costume looks like it was designed by a college student who's seen too much wrestling and 80s rock videos!" Turbo Jet snapped back. The two glared at each other.

"Just be glad these forcefields keep us apart, you Iron Man wannabe." Dr. Reptile smirked.

"I could take you, you Godzilla wannabe!" Turbo Jet snapped.

"Hey shut up!" The voice of Doctor Octopus yelled from another cell. "I'm busy here!" The mad doctor then went gleefully back to his drawing of him impaling Spider-Man.

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(The Crash Pad)

Paul Starr was amazed by the New Warriors. They were a team of mixed mutants and humans. Turbo's powers came from her alien-created costume, Namorita was a genetically modified clone of a half-human, half-Atlantean king, Night Thrasher's powers came from his armor, Speedball's powers, and costume, came from a lab accident, and Nova's powers were given to him by a dying alien. Out of all of them, Justice was the only mutant in the bunch, born with vast telekinetic powers. He and Firestar seemed to get along rather well. Paul noticed a pouting Pyro. He then noticed Lance and Speedball playing air hockey. Robbie was beating Lance bad.

"Stupid razzum frazzum Justice…" Pyro grumbled, pouting. Paul chuckled as he walked up to his old friend.

"Amour troubles, mon ami?" Paul grinned. Pyro groaned.

"My beloved Fire Angel is going ga-ga over that Vance guy! What's so frickin' special about him?!" Paul watched them laugh.

"Maybe she finds something attractive about him." Paul offered.

"He can move stuff with his mind! What's so great about that, huh? That bloody princess Jean Grey can do that!"

"Like the time she smacked you with a potted plant because you set her SUV on fire?" Paul grinned.

"She asked for it! She said my writing was unfit for public consumption!" John grumbled.

"Well, you are a bit…forceful." Paul said. "And she had read your books. You just have to show her you're more than just a writer of steamy gothic novels and a fire-setting psychopath. You have to show her you're a romantic. You're the Australian Casanova!" Paul grinned. Pyro smiled.

"You're right, Paul!" John grinned. "I shouldn't be too worried! That Justice can't possibly woo my Fire Angel! I can do him one better!"

"That's the spirit, John!" Paul grinned.

Hoo boy! Why do I get the feeling that this is going to get screwed up as well? What is Dr. Reptile up to? Can the combined members of the East Coast Misfits and the New Warriors stop him? Find out in the next chapter! Suggestions needed badly !