Rebirth of a Pyromaniac, Special Edition!
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Chapter 6: He's ba-ack!
In a Joe helicopter on the New York City
The Misfits sat in the helicopter in costume, getting ready to face the Acolytes. John sat in the back of the chopper, with Paul and Craig. The others were talking amongst themselves.
"John hasn't exactly proven himself as far as telling the truth is concerned in my eyes." Wanda whispered to Althea.
"Yeah, but he did help me develop my powers a bit further." Althea whispered back. Pietro shot a look over at Pyro. He was wearing a pair of transparent orange shades. Along with that was an orange bodysuit with a red-and-yellow flame on his chest, and red-and-yellow flames going up the legs, yellow boots, and yellow gloves. On his back was a sleek-looking silver tank with the flame-spewing nozzles attached to his forearms. The nozzles were attached by silver reinforced cords. Sitting to his left was Paul in costume, happily humming and bopping his head. Sitting to his right was Craig in costume. His head was down, causing his face to be obscured by his hair, but the angle it fell indicated he was asleep.
"The Starrs seem to trust him." Pietro noticed.
"Paul would trust anyone, you know that." Fred replied.
"Yeah. You do have a point. What do you think, Lance?" Pietro turned to Lance. Avalanche was sitting with his knees to his chest.
"We might crash at any second and you're asking me about John?!?!" Lance yelped in fright.
"I dunno. I think Paul could be right. You said it yourself, Althea. Paul is real good at reading people." Xi admitted. "Besides, Craig said he can tell when someone is lying. And according to him, he's never been wrong and John is telling the truth."
"Yeah, but he worked for Magneto. And he was one of Magneto's most loyal guys. He was no Cortez…" Todd started.
"Pyro was no boot-licker, that's for sure." Pietro interrupted, quipping. Todd glared.
"But he was loyal to Magneto, yo." Todd finished.
"I want my mommy." Lance whined, shutting his eyes tight.
"Paul's right." Fred shrugged. "I mean, I asked Lifeline about his injuries."
"Well, I guess we'll see." Althea sighed. John and Paul overheard the conversation.
"You think they'll ever forgive me, mate? Don't sound like they ever will." John sighed.
"They will." Paul re-assured him. "The others tend to be rather stubborn. It's hard for those guys to admit they're wrong."
"Mmmwrongurf…" Craig mumbled sleepily.
"Is he alright?" John looked at Craig. Paul smiled.
"He's okay. He tends to mumble in his sleep." Paul answered.
"Lance is a baby…" Craig sleep-muttered.
"Shut up Darkstar. Just shut up." Lance moaned. John smiled as he looked at his new costume and flamethrowers.
"I gotta thank Airtight for the new outfit and gear."
"Ladies and Gentlemen, this is your captain speaking…" Lady Jaye's voice came over the intercom.
"OH DEAR GOD NO!!!!!" Lance started screaming. "WE'RE GOING TO CRASH!!! I KNEW IT!!! WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!!!!!! I KNEW IT!!!!! I WANT MY MOMMY!!!!! I NEVER GOT TO MAKE OUT A WILL!!!!! WAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" Lance started crying in panic.
"SHUT UP LANCE!!!!" The other Misfits snapped at Lance.
Note to self: Never do 'This is your captain speaking' jokes around Lance again. Lady Jaye noted to herself.
"I NEVER GOT TO SEE MIAMI!!!!" Lance screamed. "WHY GOD WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?!?!?!?!"
"SHUT UP LANCE!!!!!" The other Misfits yelled even louder.
"You guys, I have a plan!" Paul cheered.
"This I gotta hear." Pietro quipped. The other Misfits gathered around the self-proclaimed superstar.
The conference, New York City
"Heh." Bolt snickered at the frightened geneticists. That's right. Be afraid. Be afraid of your superiors. Man, I love being a mutant. It's pretty obvious why I love being a mutant. So I can look down on all of you mutant-haters and tell you all that I am better than you. Bolt looked up at Magneto. The Master of Magnetism was off on one of his trademark rants about mutant superiority. I wanna kill 'em. They're just humans. I just wanna kill 'em. Pleeeeeeease let me kill 'em. Just one. Bolt started whining in his head.
"This better result in some action soon." Shiva groaned under her breath. "I grow bored with holding these genetically obsolete people hostage."
"I say we start executing them." Ramfist mumbled back. Ramrod looked out a window. Sure enough, much of New York's Finest were gathering outside the convention arena.
"The cops are here, boss!" Ramrod called out. He then noticed something else. "Hey, news vans are here, as well!" Magneto looked up.
"Which channels?" Bolt asked.
"Channels 6, 9, and I think 10." Ramrod replied.
"Ooh, Channel 9 has that hot reporter." Bolt started drooling. Magneto looked at the electric mutant in disbelief.
He's gotta be kidding. Drooling over a reporter. That guy seriously needs a hobby. At least Pyro had his %&$!(#) annoying drum set. Magneto quickly shook his head. "Ahhhh. Now I can get my message spread across the media." He turned to the Acolytes. "Stay here, and prevent any escapes." The Acolytes nodded. Magneto flew up over the arena.
"Hold it right there, Magneto!" The chief ordered through a megaphone. "Release the hostages at once!" Magneto merely glared.
"I do not think so." He boomed, crushing the chief's car with a magnetic field.
"Aw man, I just had the engine tuned up!" The chief moaned. Magneto used his powers to bring up the reporters' camera to him.
"Humans of the world, your time is over." Magneto told the viewers at home. He then noticed a GI Joe helicopter fly onto the scene, followed by a second one. "What?" The Misfits and the Joes emptied out. The Joes coming were their adult guardians and Barbecue.
"YO JOE!!!"
"Those infernal Joes!" Magneto growled. People cheered at the sight of the anti-terrorist force and the heroic team of mutants. Teenage girls started holding up signs that proclaimed their love for Starchild, Avalanche, and Quicksilver.
"Man, I love my public." Pietro waved regally.
"Hello New York!" Paul cried out. He saluted the NYPD. "You guys are stellar to the max!" The cops saluted back.
"We'll take it from here." Cover Girl told the chief. "We'll distract Magneto. You kids go in there and get those guys out."
"No prob, Cover Girl. Especially since we have our new secret weapon." Paul saluted, pointing to John. The Misfits were keeping him hidden from Magneto, so they could surprise him. "Misfits Away!!!" The battle soon began. The Joes kept Magneto busy with laser fire, while the Misfits snuck into the arena.
"Man, I wanted a shot at Daddy Dearest." Wanda whined.
"You'll get your shot, Wanda." Pietro re-assured. "We all will." The Misfits continued on, stopping at the doors to the room where the Acolytes held the scientists hostage.
"Okay. Darkstar, Avalanche, and Toad will evacuate the hostages. Blob and Quicksilver will distract the Acolytes while Scarlet Witch, Starchild, Xi and I will attack." Althea planned.
"What about me?" Pyro asked. "I wanna burn something."
"Stay here, Pyro. When we give the signal, you come in and make your appearance." Althea told him.
"What's the signal?" John asked.
"Watch. You'll know it, Pyro." Althea smirked.
"Man, I can't wait to see the looks on their faces when they see that John's still alive." Craig smirked.
"And wanting to kick some butt." John smirked.
"Let's do this." Althea readied a kick. The Misfits barged in, John waiting for the signal.
"MISFITS AWAY!!!!" Paul crowed. The Acolytes turned.
"Finally, some action!" Bolt charged up. Shiva unsheathed her swords, and the Ram Brothers cracked their necks and knuckles.
"Let's do it!" Althea, Paul, Xi and Wanda charged the mutants, while Pietro confused them. Blob provided cover.
"Let's go, guys!" Todd waved his hand as he, Lance, and Craig helped evacuate the scientists alongside Pietro and Blob.
"Man, Magneto's gonna be steaming!" Craig snickered.
"Let's move, people! Move-move-move-move-move-move-move-move-move!!!!!!!" Pietro ordered.
"Tell 'em at normal speed, you egomaniac!" Blob snapped.
"I don't think Pietro has the brain power to talk at normal speed." Craig said.
"No surprise." Lance quipped. Althea was trading staff shots for sword slashes with Shiva, Wanda was battling Bolt, and Paul and Xi were driving the Ram Brothers crazy. Paul ripped off a piece of cloth and waved it like a matador.
"Not red, but it'll do." Paul shrugged, waving the cloth. "Toro! Toro! Hey Toro!" Paul yelled in a Spanish accent, whistling and waving the cloth at Ramrod.
"I'll kill you, you little Hollywood swinger!" Ramrod charged, Paul sliding away at the last second.
"Ole!" Paul threw the cloth over Ramrod, making him charge into a wall.
"OWW!! MY HEAD!!!" Ramrod screamed. Craig saw the collision.
"Stupid bull." Craig smirked. He turned to the scientists who were looking at him. "MOVE IT!!!" He snapped angrily.
"I think it's time we revealed our new secret weapon." Pietro replied.
If he's loyal. Althea thought. "Right!" She raised her hand.
"What're you gonna do, Wavedancer? Snap your fingers at me to death?" Shiva smirked. Althea smirked.
"Nope." She made a motion with her fingers. It resembled someone flicking a lighter. Another pair of doors burst open in flames. The Acolytes looked up, and their jaws hit the floor.
"Hey, mates." Pyro smirked evilly. "Heeeeeeeeere's Johnny!"
Man, the Acolytes are in trouble! What happens when Magneto finds out John's still alive? Will Pyro stay a Misfit, or was it just a royal screwjob plotted by Magneto? Find out in the next chapter of Rebirth of a Pyromaniac!