Mad Malibu Halloween!

Hey folks! L1701E here! Well, it's October, which means that it's time for another Halloween fic! This one is a special fic starring our resident California-based mutant team, the West Coast Misfits! Enjoy the story!

Disclaimer: All characters belong to myself, Marvel Comics, and Sunbow Entertainment. And here's your quote: "I'm the Baby! Gotta love me!" - Baby Sinclair, Dinosaurs.

Chapter 1: Costume Craziness!

West Coast Misfit Manor

General Whithalf, the commander of Malibu Base, walked up to the front door, a box in his arms. A young boy, around 14, with medium-length dirty blond hair stood next to him.

"Man, Grandpa! This is great! I get to meet the West Coast Misfits!" The boy whooped.

"Yup." Whithalf laughed. "They're great kids. They'll love you." He knocked on the door.

"Speak or be slapped, jabroni!" The Boston-accented voice of one Kyle "Thunderbolt" Wildfire snapped from the other side.

"General Whithalf here." Whithalf grinned.

"Come on in, General." The door opened and Whithalf walked into the room. He found Toshi, John, Ali, and Longshot playing a video game, Athena/X23 reading a novel on a couch, Jack and Tommy engaging in an eating contest, Randy and Terrell arm wrestling, Ace strumming his blue guitar, Rahne was writing on her laptop, and Kyle went back to his portable DVD player, watching the Royal Rumble.

"Hey, kids." Whithalf grinned.

"Hey general!" The kids greeted.

"What's going on, General? Another mission?" Theresa asked as she walked in the room, a cup of coffee in hand. She noticed the boy. "Who is he?"

"No." The general chuckled. "Have I ever told any of you kids about my grandson here?" General Whithalf motioned to the boy. "Kids, this is my grandson Nicholas." The kids all looked up.

"Hello." Nicholas waved. "Everyone calls me Nick."

"New guy?" Athena wondered.

"No, he came to visit. He wanted to meet you guys." General Whithalf replied.

"Kyle Wildfire, son of Eric." Kyle smirked. "Ya like wrestling? It's the family business for me."

"Sorry, I'm not a wrestling fan." Nick said. Kyle scowled.

"Don't mind Lightning Rod over there." Athena smirked. "He's just very proud of his heritage. I have no idea why. He thinks if you don't like wrestling, you insult his family. Personally, I'd find it embarrassing to be from a family that prides itself on running around in a ring wearing gaudy tights."

"My old man never wore gaudy tights!" Kyle snapped.

"The name is Athena." X23 introduced, ignoring Kyle.

"I heard you were a clone." Nick said to the feral clone.

"You could say that." X23 smirked.

"Her 'old man' is this Canadian dude known as Wolverine. His DNA was used to create her. It was modified obviously." Ace laughed. "Ace Starr is my name, rock 'n' roll is my game." He did some strumming. "I'll be a fool for your loving no more/A fool for your lovin' no more…"

"You should see him walk the streets. It becomes a 80s version of Austin Powers." Athena joked.

"Hey guys! Come met Nicky!" Ace called. The other West Coast Misfits looked up and gathered around the dirty blond boy. Introductions were passed around.

"I never met a real Indian." Nick said to John Proudstar.

"I'm a Native American, kid." John corrected. "You want to see Indians? Go to India."

"Or you could meet Lina Chakram, over on the West Coast team. Her mother is from India." Rahne said.

"Lina is to the Misfits as the appendix is to the human body: It's there, it's got no use, and hopefully it'll get inflamed and it'll have to be removed." Kyle grumbled. It was no secret the Boston-born electrokinetic hated the half-Indian insect-like mutant. Lina was the East Coast team's medic. She was brought in before the events of the battle at Cobra-La. During that time, Kyle's darker half took over his body and nearly killed her with an electrical attack, hiding his action under Kyle's belief that her dislike of fighting made her a coward and a liability. (1) Kyle never really seemed to care about the whole thing, and when Lina offered him friendship, he was civil, but everyone else knew he was basically giving her a metaphorical 'middle finger'.

(1) - See the classic "GI Joe: The Movie, Evo-tized!"

"Kyle, don't start." Terrell groaned.

"She doesn't deserve to be on a Misfit team! If the Thunderbolt was in charge in the East Coast, he would have smacked her in the coward mouth and dumped her on the street!" Kyle snapped.

"That's cruel, Kyle!" Rahne exclaimed.

"Life can be cruel, Sinclair." Kyle scowled. "And the Thunderbolt didn't appreciate the fact that you confused him with that idiot jabroni Darkbolt!"

"He had us all fooled, Kyle. He had ye perfectly down! How was I to know it wasn't ye?" Rahne exclaimed defensively. Nick blinked.

"Uhm…" Nick turned to Ace.

"Long story, kid. Very long story." Ace rolled his eyes.

"Anyway, remember Malibu High and the Surf Master?" Nick asked with a smile. (2)

(2) - See "Welcome to Malibu Base!"

"Oh, yeah!" Terrell remembered.

"Dazzler here kicked his butt!" Rahne laughed. Ali blushed.

"It was nothing, really. All I did was blind him." Ali said shyly. "I was kind of feeling down about my powers at the time."

"Surf Master?" Jack asked.

"Before your time, man." John told the animorph surfer. Jack nodded.

"Oh, okay dude." Jack nodded in understanding.

"Well, Malibu High wanted to thank you guys by inviting you to the big Halloween dance coming down." Nick smiled.

"And I brought a big box full of costumes for you guys." Whithalf grinned, holding up the box.

"Sweet. Let's see!" Ace grinned. The kids opened the box and looked at the stuff inside.

"Ooh, a feather boa." Rahne pulled out a feather boa and wrapped it around her neck.

"Hey Sushi, a samurai helmet!" Kyle grinned, pulling out a samurai helmet. Toshi took it and put it on. "Yeah, it's you."

"This is nice." Toshi admitted.

"Hey look at this!" Longshot pulled out a monster mask. Terrell eyed Rahne rifling through the box.

"Hey, Rahne! You don't need a costume! Just show up in your half-wolf form, girl." Terrell grinned.

"I think that'd be a little too expected." Rahne shrugged. "How about a werewolf biker?" Rahne grinned, holding up a leather jacket.

"That's original." Theresa chuckled. "I'll be the captain of a mighty pirate ship, searching for gold!" Kyle laughed.

"Oh look, it's Blondebeard." Kyle laughed.

"Then who will ye be then, Mr. I'm-so-bloody-awesome?" Theresa smirked. Kyle put a braided wig on his head.

"I'm Rick James!"

"You ain't no Rick James! He's spinning in his grave right now because you wearing that!" He put on a glittery cape and a pompadour wig. "Watch me now! HEY!! Good God!" He leapt up and started doing a James Brown dance. "Hit me now! Uh! Yeah! WOOOOOW!!! Good God!"

"Oh, lets keep looking!" Ali suggested. "There's bound to be something we like in here!"

Well, well, well! Looks like the West Coast Misfits are going to start off Halloween right! What insanity will happen next? Will any supervillains come this Halloween? What costumes will the kids wear? Find out in the next chapter! Suggestions needed badly!