X-men: Evolution: "Just another Halloween Parade!", an original fan fiction based on the Misfits Universe (Thanks for Red Witch for letting me use her universe, if you haven't checked her stuff…well, you wouldn't be reading this if you hadn't already!)
Legal Notice: I don't own X-men Evolution (if I did, it would be on the air right now), or GI-Joe, or any trademarked characters that will eventually appear on this fan fiction, and I don't own the Misfit's Universe series of fan fiction work either. Once again, thanks to Red Witch for allowing me to use her wonderful universe…now, let's enjoy ourselves here, shall we?
Chapter Two: "Just some uninvited guests!"
Xavier Institute…
The Joes and Misfits walked around the main hall…it was deserted.
"Well, seems they came to their senses and run away"-Wanda said, as she looked around.
"Nah…maybe they are out or some…"-Shipwreck disnt even got to finish the phrase, as every door burst open, and every single mutant in the institute rushed in towards them…
"GET THEM!"-Scott yelled as, the Misfists (and a very surprised Shipwreck); found that the rest of the Joes had already jumped on them…
The struggle lasted for a few minutes, then, it was all over…
"That wasn't fair!"-Pietro yelled. He and the rest of the Misfist were tied to a couch, while Shiwreck was tied to a chair. The X-men and the other Joes were sorting the stuff from the backpacks out in a big pile.
"Come on! Look at all the stuff you guys had on those backpacks! Silly String, Shaving cream bombs, four bottles of that stupid coffee, ten bottles of slime, and even two cans of whipped cream…Whipped cream?"-Remy asked, looking puzzled.
"Pietro had planned some "whipped sexy streaking" thing…we didn't know till now what he meant"-Arcade said.
"Okay…I officially wont be able to sleep tonight"-Jean said, as she threw some very familiar watches on the pile.
"Thank heavens Amanda and her mom are out of town"-Kurt added.
"How did they knew were we hid our extra pairs?"-Brittany said.
"Jamie found out…how I don't wanna know"-ray said.
"Trust me, I still get the chills just remembering it"-Jamie said.
"Well, I have to agree, you plan was perfect, Beach Head…they never suspected an ambush by both sides…Its nice to see at least one Joe, aside from the lovely lady near me, has stability of mind"-Logan said, as he placed his arm around Jinx.
"Yup…this is for the mean tings they did to Sgt Snuffles…They paid now, Sgt Precious…yes, they did…yes they did!"-Beach head said as he pulled his teddy bear from his vest and started to talk to it in a sugary voice.
"On the other hand…"-Logan groaned.
"Well, either way, it's clear we will have a normal Halloween tonight…for a change"-Ororo said, as everyone gathered around the huge pile of confiscated loot.
Just as Ororo finished that phrase, a circular portal opened above the stashed materials…and a burst of hellfire reduced it to ashes…then a large figure dropped into the floor, and the portal closed…
Everyone coughed as the ashes spread everywhere, and disperse, only to reveal the figure of S'ym, a demon from the dimension known as Limbo….
"S'ym? What are you doing here?"-Peter asked as he looked at the huge, purple demon…who turned around, only to reveal the bloody, small form he was carrying in his hands...a sword was still held by one small hand…
"ILLYANA!"-Peter yelled, as he rushed towards his sister.
"Piotr?...there's no time …Its going to open…we were no match…I'm sorry, I couldn't hold them…"-Illyana said, her voice a mere whisper of pain.
"What are you talking about? What happened?"-Peter yelled, then suddenly noticed everyone was staring at the windows…as the sky had just turned red…
Illyana used her last strengths, and had her sword rise in the air, and her hushed voice said an incantation….a bright light filled the room, then expanded….towards all of Bayville, a the sky continued to grow red…and something started to rise in the middle of the city…
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A few moments earlier, on another of Bayville's landmarks…
Yes, besides the Xavier Institute, Bayville is also famous for other landmarks inside the small city's area, but one of these landmarks only attracts a special sort of connoisseurs…specifically, the kind of people who are into leather clothing, fun, mindless violence and alcohol…and the glorious, almost godly revolution in transportation that's called the "motorcycle".
Yes, Biker culture had its own landmark in Bayville, and this was the local biker bar, which was so seedy and tough, it didn't even had a name…every biker could find it by the smell of oil and beer alone…however, the bar had taken a slight change in its reputation over the last months…along with several constant changes in its decoration, structure and, to be honest, every aspect of it on the whole.
This was simply because the bar used to be the local hangout place of the former Brotherhood of Mutants, which simply meant every time they hit the place, the place itself changed its topography overnight…the bar was the monthly nightmare of the current insurance company it's owner had subscribed with.
However, now that the Brotherhood was out of the picture for months, the bar slowly was becoming what it used to be…however, this didn't made it any less dangerous of a place…specially for those people biker's have a natural hostility against, which is most normal people that haven't rode a hog or a set of wheel on their entire lives.
So, this makes the fact that a young man in his late teenager years, wearing a small leather jacket over a with t-shirt with jeans, and chromed sunglasses even inside the place was a very accurate metaphor for suicide, as most bikers were just glaring at him waiting to see who made the first move against him.
The fact his motorcycle was pretty much a weekend biker's bike (the typical Harley Davidson a rich teen gets for his birthday) made the biker population more fonder of the idea of shaking the kid upside down and tying him up to the ceiling fan…
"Fill me up…again"-The kid said, as he pointed at his empty mug.
"You sure this is the right place for ya to be, kid?"-The bartender asked, as he filled the kid's mug again…every man deserved a last drink or two.
The kid looked up at him, as he picked his mug…outside, Big Charley, the bar's perpetual bouncer, was arguing with a young man that was decked in a red leather trench coat and black boots...another kid trying to be cool, even though he had his hair dyed white. The bartender knew Big Charley loved teaching kids like that some rough lessons…after all, his experienced with the Brotherhood had left big Charley a bit psychopathic when it came to strange teens.
"Trust me, I'm exactly were I meant to be"-The kid said, as he stood up (in unison with every biker in the bar), and gulped down his mug of beer.
There was silence for a moment…and that silence was interrupted by a scream and a loud crash, as Big Charley entered the bar…through the window…which was closed at the time.
The bikers repressed their natural instinct of just tearing apart the place, like every time this happened as, the albino haired young man entered the place, and walked straight towards the other kid, who ignored him…
The barkeeper had a flashback to the old brotherhood days, and quickly moved away from the two strangers…the silence reigned supreme.
"Danny Ketch?"-The white haired boy asked.
"Who's asking?"-Danny Ketch replied.
Then the albino kid, with the fastest gun draw any of the bikers had ever seen, shot the other teenager point blank in the face…
Before the bullet would even hit him, the other kid burst in flames…the bullet bounced away from the blazing figure, and destroyed a nearby dartboard…that didn't made anyone in the bar look away or dive for cover…as they had just saw a kid transform into a blazing biker skeleton in front of their eyes…and the worst part was, the skeleton, even though all it could express with a skull for a face was a perpetual grin, looked angry…very, very angry.
"Heh…didn't knew you could change that fast"-the white haired kid said…just before the skeleton punched him square in the face, sending him flying across the bar.
"Neither did I…Demon Hunter"-The skeleton said, as he made a wave with its arm, and a long chain appeared on it...it looked nothing like the typical biker chain…this one seemed like a chain that was not just used to beat up, crush and crack thing, but rather looked like it was meant to do those things…and perhaps even worse.
It was the deadliest weapon any of the present people had seen in their lives…at least, until the albino kid got up and draw up a sword that took first place in the "things people don't want to have as their last sight" category.
"You know, I took the rumors of the blazing biker demon as drunkards tales…seemed too far fetched, too…well, stupid to even exist, then I remembered…wasn't there a demon lord that was a flaming skeleton?...a certain corrupter of souls…Zarathros"-the albino kid said...he wasn't even hurt from the previous punch, and the spectators knew it had been one hell of a punch, no pun intended.
The bikers were now certain this was the scariest moment in their lives so far…but then the skeleton spoke…and proved them wrong.
"Yes…I also assumed the tales of a half-breed demon hunter a stupid legend…until I remembered that Sparda fell for a human girl, so long ago…he never did told the name of his offspring"-The skeleton said…the voice wasn't something you would be able to describe…it probably sounded different to anyone…it just made you wish you had led a better life.
"Name's Dante…I'm here to offer you a deal….Ghost Rider"-the red clad kid said, as he smiled. His voice was deep and sure of himself, yet it sounded too cocky, just the kind of voice you heard from the guy who just beat you up and was saying what a lousy fight it had been.
"Why should I listen to you?...I'm not the demon I used to be…I punish the sinners now, and protecting this realm…and I don't work with half-breed novices"-Ghost Rider replied.
"Good point…well, buddy, here three good reasons why: One, this realm is about to go to hell in about…five minutes, two, this is because Belasco somehow opened the "Bloodstone Path", and three, a guy's about to hit you in the skull with a pool cue"-Dante said…as he casually punched the biker that was about to do the same with him.
"Hell is coming? …That means…No!…He released them?...What is he thinking?"-Ghost Rider said, as the fire in his eyes narrowed.
The other biker just stared at the flaming hand gripping the pool cue…and regretted his lifestyle for the first time…everyone else decided that if the world had went to hell so quickly, at least they would rode into hellfire with their usual style.
"Well, that depends on who you are referring as "He"…in my opinion, Belasco ain't behind what's about to happen…and if I'm right, the real mastermind here is more of an "It"…no that it makes thing any better"-Dante replied.
Both supernatural being looked at the dozens of melee weapons surrounding them both…
"Wanna use this as a warm up, flamehead?"-Dante said smiling.
"Yes…this will do…after that, may devils pray to themselves…because I will come for them"-Ghost Rider said, as he swung his chain around.
"Heh, that's old school…I don't make demons pray…"-Dante- said as he brandished his sword.
"I make them cry"-he added, as both fighters charged forward….the fight lasted for one minute…then a glow took care of the rest.
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After the glow disappeared….
Both fighters were outside, staring at the sky…it was red, just the same crimson color of blood, and it covered the whole city, only to bend at the edges, forming a dome…Bayville wasn't on earth anymore. All the streets looked deserted, even the bikers had vanished in thin air during that glow…and on the center of the city, an old, gigantic tower rose, on its top a glowing black arch glowed…
"So, it's officially started…so, let's find Belasco and beat his ass into returning things to normal"-Dante said, as he got on a bike he had "borrowed" from its owner.
"No…There's a being of Limbo here too, and the child that defeated Belasco long ago is with him, it was her who evacuated those who aren't to participate in this battle…Belasco will surely go to them, and they are among innocents"-Ghost Rider replied, as he mounted a nearby bike, which immediately turned its wheels into flames and changed its shape to one that suited its new owner.
"Where?"-Dante asked, only to realize his partner was already heading towards the big mansion near the sea edge.
"I hate team ups"-Dante muttered, as he followed.
Behind them, far away, from the massive monolithic structure in the middle of town, a roar was heard…the another…then a dozen, a thousand, a hundred thousand a and beyond…
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Inside the Institute, both X-men, Misfits and their respective tutors gathered around Illyana and Peter….
"Illyana? What did you do?"-Peter asked, as he grabbed his sister from the ground…
"I've send those who have no part in this battle to safety…it's just us…and them…they are coming"-Illyana said, her voice trembling.
"Safety? From whom? Who is coming?"-Logan said, as a loud roar, no, a loud collection of roars, endlessly filling the air in unison shrieked across the whole area…they were far, but it was obvious not for long…
"N'garai…"-Illyana said, as she passed out.
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And on top of the Tower, a handsome, yet orange skinned man with tail and pointed earns, decked in a tunic and armor looked at the desolated world before him…then looked at the shapes coming from the gate, while holding a glowing red stone in his hand.
"Bring the little witch and everyone else in this forsaken place to me, alive! Hurt them and delight in their pain as much as you please, but bring them at least a day's life left in their bodies!"-Belasco spoke to the shapes that shrieked around him, more and more of their hellish kind coming from the gate, like and endless tide…
"So it begins…"-The floating shape by his side said.
"Yes…Unless Strange interferes…"-Belasco said.
"Leave him to me…I, Baron Mordo will deal with him…that is what "He" promised us…our chance to destroy our enemies"-Baron Mordo said, as he smiled.
And in the depths no mortal, angel or demon had ever been to, a dark shape laughed…and waited for his time to come.
End of Chapter Two
Coming up next: It's a full scale demon invasion, and soon everyone finds themselves scattered around the hell on earth that's Bayville! Will Dante and Ghost Rider reach any of our heroes in time? Who is really the real mastermind behind this? And three old acquaintances enter the fray, as Dr Strange recruits a certain wall crawler to help him and Benny fight the human source of this disaster! However, that wall crawler is unaware Bayville host not one, but two of his most deadly enemies! All this and more on Chapter Three: "Just some reinforcements have arrived…for both sides!