Circus Craziness!

To Sparky Genocide: Well, you do come up with some good ideas. I'm also glad you liked the last chapter. I like your idea, but there's just one tiny little problem. You see, if you remember the last time Longshot and Dazzler did that knife act, in Chapter 10, everyone's favorite lightengale angrily beat the snot out of everyone's favorite good luck-creating extradimensional entertainer-warrior. So, I don't think that Longshot will be wanting to do a knife act with Ali again.

To Metal Dragon1: Hey dude! Nice to hear from you again! I'm glad you liked the last chapter, man! Yep, the Circus of Crime is finally attacking. And yes, you may suggest humiliation by Firestorm and Jester. Hmmm…Explosive cream pies, nitro loaded seltzers… that sounds interesting. Well, technically, I can imagine BR and Firestorm have more of a sibling relationship than a human-pet relationship. BTW, did you notice was BR was doing back in Malibu Base? Temperamental computer, huh? Well, that's understandable. Your story's just one of those stories that you want more chapters for. Oh yeah, and I never read your other fic because I'm one of only two people on Earth that doesn't like Harry Potter. I hope you like this new chapter, and hope your computer's nice enough to let you do another chapter!

To Red Witch: Hey RW, glad you liked the last chapter! Yeah, I can imagine Zanya being happy and dancine with glee with the prospect of a half-brother and half-sister. I read the new chapter of 'This Soap Opera Called Life' and I liked it! You know, I would not be surprised of someone framed Evan. Anyway, I hope you like the new chapter!

To Raliena: Yeah, Kyle has to say his piece about everything. I'm glad you liked the last chapter, and I hope you like this brand spankin' new chapter!

Disclaimer: "Finkle and Einhorn! Finkle and Einhorn! Finkle and Einhorn!" - Jim Carrey as Ace Ventura, Ace Ventura, Pet Detective!

Chapter 12: The Circus of Crime Attacks!

The Wrangling Brothers' Circus

"Kyle, what's going on?" Siryn asked.

"Theresa, the Thunderbolt thinks we have a big problem." Kyle panted.

"What kind of problem?" Theresa asked. "Is there a problem with the high wire?" Kyle panted as Siryn kept asking questions.

"No, aliens are attacking Bombay, India!" Kyle snapped. "Seriously, there's a whole bunch of circus wagons rumbling towards this very spot! And they don't look like they want to help with the show!" Theresa took a moment to take it in. She then rushed to the back entrance, Kyle behind her. She ran up to Toshi, who was watching the wagons.

"Toshiro, take off and find out what's going on here." Theresa ordered. "Kyle, get back in the tent! I'm going to warn Mr. Wrangling!" Toshiro Yashida nodded. As the two raced back in the tent, Toshiro pressed a button on his watch. His clown costume glowed and replaced itself with his Sunfire costume. A glow erupted over his head, and his trademark Sunfire mask/helmet appeared over his head. Toshiro's body erupted a sheath of solar flame, and he took to the air.

I had better fly high up so to minimize their chances of seeing me. Toshiro planned as he took to the air. He flew high up. I must remember to thank Trinity for modifying my mask (1). The new telescopic lenses within it should allow me to see what these wagons are doing without them detecting me. Toshi pressed a button on the side of his mask, as the lenses within his mask activated, allowing him to get a good close view of the Circus of Crime's wagons.

(1) - See "Christmas Chaos".

"WHOOO YEAH!!! FIRE!!! FIRE FIRE FIRE!!!" Jack Pulver screamed as a cannon emerged from the top of one of the wagons. KABOOM!!!! "WHOOOOOOOO!!!!!" He screamed as he flew into the air.

"Whoa!" Toshiro barely managed to get out of the way in time. "You baka…" He started to shout, but as he saw the Human Cannonball fly, he realized something. "Oh no! It wasn't me they were aiming for, it was the tent!" Toshiro flew after the human projectile to hopefully intercept it, but he could not catch up in time. "Oh Toshiro you baka! Now what am I going to do?"

Inside the Wrangling Brothers' Circus tent

"And now, folks! Let me introduce to you our next act! He was born and raised in the tough streets of Compton, California. He discovered that he was blessed with incredible speed and the power to move the very air all around him. Ladies and gentlemen, the monarch of motion, the sultan of speed, the master of movement, and the shah of hurricanes, Velocity!" Tim announced. Terrell raced out, clad in a sequined version of his costume. He had done some tricks that showed off his amazing speed. The one that got the most cherrs was when he beat the record for most splits in one minute. To finish his act, he used his powers of aerokinesis (A/N: That basically means Terrell can control air molecules). He had created three tornadoes, and now was making them move in a perfect circle around the Big Top. "Okay folks, now we are going to…" Tim saw Siryn wave at him. "Just a second, folks." Siryn ran up to the circus ringmaster. She whispered something into his ear.

"We're going to go and intercept it. Maybe we can stop them before they reach the circus." Theresa whispered. Suddenly, Jack Pulver flew through the circus ceiling and landed in the center of the Big Top.

"Oh really?" Tim shot the Irish West Coast Misfit leader a deadpan look. Siryn giggled nervously.

"Well, eh heh heh…even the best of us screw up?" Theresa laughed nervously.

"WHOOO!!!! WHAT A RUSH!!!" The Human Cannonball crowed as he got to his feet.

"Aw snap!" Terrell grumbled as he dispersed the tornadoes. He raced toward the Human Cannonball. "Who are you, pal!?"

"Just call me the Human Cannonball. WHOOOOOOO YEAH!!!!!" Pulver screamed in the African-American speedster's face. Terrell rubbed his ears.

"My ears are going to be freakin' ringing for a week." Velocity grumbled.

Well, looks like the Circus of Crime is attacking! What insanity will happen next? Can the West Coast Misfits stop the Circus of Crime? Find out in the next chapter! Suggestions needed badly!